Players: A Random Stranger (your protagonist) and Crazy Guy (a guy with whom I share a bus every six months or so
A RANDOM STRANGER: [enters bus, takes seat across from CRAZY GUY, opens Heavy Weather by P.G. Wodehouse and prepares to read]
CRAZY GUY: May I ask you a question?
CG: It has to do with what you’re about to do, because I cannot do it. [dramatically] I. Cannot. Read. A book or a newspaper...unless it’s completely quiet. But you’re about to read on a BUS! How do you do it? Can you concentrate?
ARS: Yeah, I guess. I mean, it depends on what’s going on. If there’s a loud conversation next to me, it’s hard, but if there’s a quiet conversation at the back of the bus, I can ignore it.
CG: You know, to me, that’s a sign of intelligence, don’t you think?
ARS: Uh, I don’t know. I mean, you could say the oppo—
CG: I can’t even read a book in a library!
ARS: Libraries can get pretty loud. [begins reading, continues nearing his stop]
CG: Do you enjoy reading non-fiction?
ARS: Yeah, I enjoy both.
CG: Are you versed in the classics?
ARS: Uh, a little, I guess.
CG: What are Homer’s demigods?
ARS: Homer’s what?
ARS: Uh, I don’t really know.
CG: [looks away, his face showing utter disappointment]
I disappointed a crazy bus rider today with my lack of literature knowledge. What do you have to show for yourself?