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[Two guys were arguing in an abandoned unfinished building. While the third stood and observed. They mostly argued about how much they could make from the video their boss sent.]

PLASTIC:  Light Bulb! See em, 5millimetres suppose fall out from this video when boss Lala send that guy.

LIGHT BULB:  I dey reason like 10 millimetres as economy don go down and prices don go up in the process.

PLASTIC:  You sef, be like thief dey your eyes.

LIGHT BULB:  Leave that matter, na who dem catch dey thief naim be thief.

PLASTIC:  Chai! That one spark! Light bulb! Electricity still dey with you.

LIGHT BULB:  Normal!

[Just then an unknown person walked in and this made them all stand to regard him. He spoke from a darker corner concealing his face from the guys as the smokes from his cigar trailed his physique and swag.]

LALA:  [He giggled deeply and spoke] The guy go remit. Just pipe low.

 

[He took a sniff and spread around further adding to his mystique.]

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