SCENE: A nursing home. Music plays in the background. MAN and WOMAN are sitting on sidelines, watching the others dance.
MAN: This takes me back in time.
WOMAN: What do you mean?
MAN: It’s like being back at the high school dances and mixers and proms.
WOMAN: How so?
MAN: Well, you’d have the popular kids all dancing and the rest of the kids sitting on the sidelines.
WOMAN: Like we are?
MAN: Well, uh, yes. We are. Wallflowers.
WOMAN: I remember those days. The girls would be on side. The boys would be on the other. The girls in those days didn’t ask boys to dance.
MAN: And the boys were too shy to ask the girls. Those were the days.
WOMAN: Those might be fond memories, but they were rotten dances!
MAN: They sure were. Fortunately, we’re older now and know that it really doesn’t matter if the girl rejects you.
WOMAN: And any woman can ask any man to dance. Times change.
MAN: So let’s dance!
WOMAN: Yes, let’s dance! No more wallflowers for us!
MAN: I have one question, though.
WOMAN: What’s that?
MAN: What do we do with our walkers?