Setting: Apartment, floor covered by thousands of eggs.
(We hear a key in the lock, door opens offstage, all lines are delivered from offstage getting progressively closer to the stage)
Lola: Here we are. (laughter)
Greg: Nice place.
Lola: I think so.
Greg: You lived here long?
Lola: Just a couple months, since December.
Greg: No roommates?
Lola: Ohh... I don't need roommates.
Greg: I bet. Just you then?
Lola: Uhh-huh. Just me, a long hallway, nice kitchen, living room, closets.
Lola: Plenty. For the right person.
Lola: Ohhh yeaah... plenty for the right man.
Greg: Beautiful... seductive... lives alone... there's got to be a catch.
Lola: You're the catch.
Lola: Now... catch me...
(more laughter, Lola bursts onto stage crossing upstage of the eggs to a door on the opposite side of the stage, Greg follows, laughing, slams door behind him)
Lola: (from inside bedroom, making seductive sounds) Oooohhhh... welcome to my bed... room... Greg?
(door opens quickly, Greg walks out slowly, slack-jawed, staring at the eggs in disbelief)
Greg: Uhhhh.... ummmmm....
(we see Lola leaning against bedroom doorframe, she has taken off a layer or two)
Lola: Ohhhh... don't pay them any mind, Greg... they're only doing it for the attention. (to the eggs) I can't see you, can't see you... you can yell all you want...
Greg: But... uhhhh...
Lola: (rubbing against Greg's back, moving her hands over his body) Come on, Greg. Time to give you a big tour of a small bedroom.
(she retreats into the bedroom sensuously)
Greg: (shifting attention from the eggs to the bedroom, back and forth several times as the lights fade) Uhhh...