WOMAN 1: Excuse
me hen but there’s a queue fur the lavvie.
is very sorry but one is in a great hurry for one needs to declare this
wonderful art gallery officially open.
WOMAN 2: Look luv, jist cos you’ve goat a crown on yer heed an that disnae meen ye need a crap
any mare than we dae.
QUEEN: Pardon one but one must say that as your queen one has certain privileges
so one must insist that one goes first.
WOMAN 1: Ow,
she’s full o’ hersel’ int she?
WOMAN 2: Aye,
who dis she think she is?
DOOR OPENING – SKUFFLE – DOOR
SLAMMING CLOSED AGAIN
WOMAN 1: The
wee bugger! Did ye see that? She jist rushed in afair us.
QUEEN: (MUFFLED VOICE FROM WITHIN TOILET CUBICLE) Let that be a lesson to you (SHORT
PAUSE) a royal flush always beats a pair of commoners.