Nat: Half an hour later Emily and Ian continued chatting, waiting on everyone else to join them.
Emily: So, whose turn is it to drive, tomorrow?
Ian: We play home, tomorrow.
Emily: Really... I thought we played the King Arms.
Ian: No, that's next week.
Emily: Well, while I am one week ahead. Who will be driving?
Ian: Don't look at me. I can't drive!
Emily: It was just a question.
Ian: Well, it isn't me.
Emily: Oh, never mind!
(Micheal walks back over)
Micheal: Getting no sense from Ian?
(Emily turns to face Micheal)
Emily: You can say that, again.
(Ian looks at Micheal then back to Emily)
Micheal: What is it you're trying to ask?
Emily: I just asked, who was driving next week?
(Micheal glares at Ian)
Micheal: And why couldn't you answer that?
(Ian looks back at Micheal)
Ian: I don't have a license.
Micheal: Thank god for that… But what has that got to do with who is driving?
Ian: I'm only saying, it isn't me.
Emily: Just forget it.
(Micheal turns to face Emily)
Micheal: To answer your question, that would be me!
Emily: Thank you.
(Emily looks at Ian)
Emily: Now, why would that have been too hard for you?
(Ian looks back at Emily)
Ian: How would I have known that?
Micheal: Never mind. Forget it!
(Ian glares at him)
Emily: Let's just hope we do better this time.
Micheal: Ian isn't playing so we should do.
Ian: Hey, I had one bad game. So what?
Micheal: Who gets dropped most weeks?
Ian: It's not my fault the darts are dull.
Emily: A man who blames his darts is a sore loser!
(Micheal looks at Emily and smiles)
Micheal: You got it in one.
(Another customer approaches the bar)
Customer 3: Micheal, when you have a moment. Can I have another, please?
Micheal: Sure mate.
(Micheal goes to serve the customer)
Emily: I wonder where Angela has gotten to?
(Emily looks towards the door)
Ian: Oh, yes. Angelica came-in earlier on today?
(Emily turns back to face Ian)
Emily: With Martin?
Ian: No, she was on her own.
Emily: That's not like her. I thought she had her date with Martin.
Ian: I don't know about that. But she had a message for you.
(Emily stared at Ian)
Emily: And it has taken you this long to tell me.
Ian: Angelica had to work and will be late.
(Micheal walked back over)
Emily: I thought Angela had the day off.
Micheal: She did but she had been called into work.
(Emily looks at Micheal)
Emily: So, she had to turn Martin, down, once again.
Micheal: That's my sister for you.
Emily: It's hard for her to say no.
Micheal: In a way, that's my fault; I keep her working all the time.
Emily: Don't blame yourself, Angela loves working, as well.
Ian: Look who is talking. You are just the same.
(Emily turns to smile at Ian)
Emily: Guilty as sin.
Customer 7: Can I have a bottle of bud, please?
Micheal: Of course, you can.
(Micheal walks away)
Emily: Didn't you say Chloe was going to introduce someone to us?
Ian: Yeah, some old friend.
Emily: Old friend?
Ian: One of her friends as moved into the area.
(Micheal came back over)
Emily: Well, any friend of Chloe's, is a friend of ours!
Micheal: That's exactly what I said.
Ian: I wonder what he does for a living.
Emily: More importantly what's he like.
Micheal: Well, if Chloe likes him, he's O.K, in my book.
Emily: Same here.
(Emily suddenly starts stretching her arms out to the side)
Micheal: You look really tired, Emily. Was it really a hard day?
Emily: You could say that. I had aerobics training for children and adults. Knackered!
Ian: Not too tired to have fun, tonight?
(Emily turns back to Ian)
Emily: No-way. Friday night is party night!
Ian: I wouldn't say we're having a party but definitely a fun night.
Emily: Either one, I don't mind.
(Two people walk over to them)
Chloe: Hello, everyone.
(They all turn to face Chloe)
Chloe: Everyone this is Ben.
(Everyone looks at Ben)
Emily: Hello, Ben!
Chloe: Ben, this is Emily, Mike and Ian.
Micheal: What can I get you, Ben?
(Ben turns to face Micheal)
Ben: Fosters, please?
Ian: So Ben, where are you from?
(Ben looks at Ian)
Micheal: You want your usual, Chloe?
(Chloe smiles at Micheal)
Chloe: Oh, yes, please.
Ben: I've lived in London most of my life. A job offer came up over here, so I moved and got in contact with Chloe.
Emily: Pleased to have you here. Any friend of Chloe's is a friend of ours.
(Chloe turns to look at Ben)
Chloe: See I told you, you had nothing to be afraid of.
(Ben looks at Chloe)
Ben: Yes, you were right.
(Micheal comes back with the drinks)
Ben: Thanks. How much do I owe you?
Micheal: Since it's your first time - On the house.
(Chloe looks around)
Chloe: Where's Angie? I thought she was coming tonight.
Emily: Angela, is just running late.
Micheal: She got called into work, today.
Chloe: Couldn't say no, again; Yvonne always picks on the weaker ones.
Micheal: You certainly would have turned her down.
Chloe: Too right. Don't ever miss a day off... You never know when it will come round, again.
Ben: Have to remember that one.
(Chloe grins at Ben before turning back to the others)
Chloe: Is Angie bringing this Martin with her?
Emily: As far as I know.
(Chloe turns to face Emily)
Chloe: So what's this Martin like?
Emily: I only met him once, at Angela's party.
Chloe: Oh, yes, I remember him, now; he asked Angie out that night.
Micheal: Martin has been here a few times, he seems nice enough.
Ian: How long have they been going out?
(Emily turns to face Ian)
Emily: Since Angela's 16th; a month ago.
Chloe: Is he right for our Angie, though?
Ian: Anyone must be... If they can put up with her working, all the time.
Emily: That's true.
(Angela moved up behind Chloe)
Angela: Either, you are all in deep conversation or Ian as his mouth open.
(Chloe turns around to face Angela)
Ian: Ha, ha! Very funny, Angelica!
(Angela glares over at Ian with an annoyed look)
Chloe: You sure love to sneak up on people, don't you?
(Angela turns to smile at Chloe)
Angela: Only, when it's you.
(Ian glares at Micheal)
Ian: It seems to run in the family)
(Chloe turns to the guy beside Angela)
Chloe: Oh, so, you must be the one that puts up with our Angie?
(Angela now glares at Chloe)
Angela: What's that supposed to mean?
(Chloe turns back to face Angela)
Chloe: The guy who puts up with you turning him down, all the time.
Martin: Yes, that would be me. I'm Martin!
(Chloe turns back to face Martin)
Martin: Lovely to meet you.
(Martin takes hold of Chloe's hand and kissed the back of it)
Chloe: Oh, my. He's so sweet.
(Chloe quickly smiles at Angela before turning back to Martin)
Chloe: Would like to go out with me, instead?
Angela: Stop flirting, Chloe; you'll scare him away.
(Martin lets go of Chloe's hand and puts his arm around Angela)
Martin: No-one could scare me away.
(Martin gives Angela a peck on the cheek)
Emily: You're right, Micheal; he seems like a great guy for our Angela.
(Angela slowly turns to face everyone)
Angela: O.K, you lot. That's enough about me and Martin.
(Martin turns towards Ben)
Martin: I don't think I've seen you in here before. Are you new in town?
Ben: Yes, I've just moved here.
Micheal: What can I get you, Martin?
(Martin turns to face Micheal)
Martin: A pint of smooth and a still orange, please.
(Micheal walks away)
Angela: Oh, yes, this is a friend of Chloe's, I was telling you about.
(Martin turns back to face Ben)
Martin: You must be Ben.
Ben: Yep, that's me.
Martin: I'm Martin!
Ben: I've heard a lot about you two.
Angela: Chloe, what have you been saying?
(Micheal walks back over)
Chloe: Nothing! Nothing bad, anyway!
Ian: Oh, come on. We need some music on.
(Micheal turns to face Ian)
Micheal: You know where the jukebox is.
(Ian glares back and holds his hand out)
(Micheal walks over to the till as Ian turns back to everyone else)
Ian: Any requests?
Chloe: Something with a good beat.
Emily: Something you can dance to.
(Micheal walks back over and passes Ian the keys)
Angela: I think Ben should name the first song.
(Everyone turns to face Ben)
Chloe: Yeah, which song would you like, Ben?
Ian: Just name it and I'll see if we have it.
(Ben looks at Ian)
Ben: Do you have any songs from Shania Twain?
Ian: Of course, which one would you like?
Ben: That doesn't impress me much!
Ian: O.K, that one it is.
(Ian walks over to the jukebox)
Angela: Great choice.
Emily: Yes, I love this song.
(The music starts up and Ian walks back over)
Chloe: Come on Ben; let's show this lot how good you are at dancing.
(Ben turns to face Chloe)
Ben: I'm right behind you.
(They both head onto the dance floor)
Martin: Can I have this dance, Angela?
(Angela turns to face Martin)
Micheal: Sorry, to spoil your fun. There are a few glasses to be collected, first.
(Angela glares at Micheal then turns back to Martin)
Angela: Sorry, work must come first.
Martin: I'll be here, waiting for you.
(Micheal passes Angela the glass collect and she walked away)
Emily: Well, Ian... Are you going to ask me?
(Ian looks at Emily)
Ian: Ask you, what?
(Emily looks over at Chloe and Ben and then back to Ian)
Ian: Oh I see. You would like to dance?
Emily: Yes, I would.
Ian: Come on, then.
(Ian holds his hand out for Emily and then walked her onto the dance floor)
End of Scene Four