MOM’S KITCHEN

     FADE IN:

We are in MOM’S KITCHEN, a restaurant with a door to the left and tables to the right. GUY is seated by himself at a table to the right. BILL AND BETTY, in their twenties, ENTER through the door and wait to be seated by the HOSTESS. The Hostess grabs two menus and escorts the couple to a table.

                                HOSTESS

Welcome to Mom’s Kitchen where we try to

make you feel like you are at your mother’s

for dinner. Here are your menus.  Mom will be              

                   right with you.

                           BETTY

             Isn’t it late to be having dinner?

                           BILL

             It’s only nine-thirty.

     Bill looks to see MOM standing there.  She’s a plump, lady in her

     fifties.  She’s dressed in a waitress uniform, complete with

     apron.

                                MOM                                             Hello, I’m Mom.  So, why is it you come to