Setting: Sofa, they sit on opposite sides. Rapid-fire and laughing at their ideas.
Raza: A doubt?
Lad: Good, or... or... an inferiority?
R: An awkwardness?
L: Ahh, got it! A gawkiness!
R: A crush?
L: Infatuation's better, maybe?
R: True, how about a... pimple?
L: Yeah... nice, simple, could pop at any moment. Okay, okay, my turn. Ummm... crap, I didn't think of pimple, that was good... let's see... uh... an embarassment?
R: Nice! Or... a premature ejaculation?
L: Bit wordy, but not bad. Hey! An irresponsibility!
R: Like it, I like it. Ummm... let's try... an insecurity.
L: Or maybe... a laziness?
R: A probation?
L: A fuck off?
R: No! I've got it! ........ Ready? .... You sure? Okay. A Secretion.
L: Beautiful! That's perfect! Okay, you win that round... now, moving up, how about a name for a group of twenty-somethings?
(lights start fading)
R: A pretention?
L: Yeah. Good. How about a basement apartment?
R: Now you're being wordy. Ummm... a waitstaff?
L: A grad school?
R: An idealism?
L: A compromise?
(lights are out)
R: A drunkeness?
L: An underemployment?