SCENE 3 – MOON MILK
The BARMAN is cleaning the bar. He removes the glass from which SIMON drank his Mojito and wipes the surface of the bar. A small boy around twelve years old comes through the door; tired, a little sleepy and confused.
BARMAN: Hey there, little fella!
BARMAN:(he gestures to him)Come ... come over here; let me see you.
BOY: (he walks over to the barman) Where am I?
BARMAN: Don't worry about that now, little fella. Please take a seat. I'll get you something to drink. What would you like? Some warm cocoa or warm glass milk or maybe something different; something special?
BOY: Where shall I sit?
The boy glances at the stool before staring at the barman, who is looking towards the stool, indicating that he wants him to sit there.
BOY: (sighs) Oh, okay. (the boy pulls himself up onto the barstool).
BARMAN: What will it be then, little fella?
BOY: (the boy looks around the room)
BARMAN: What will it be? What would you like to drink?
BOY: I don't know ... what is there?
BARMAN: Well, there are a lot of things here, but not a great deal for a little fella like you. I mean if you really want something I'm not saying we can't get it but it's the middle of the night. Just take a look outside(he gestures to the window, revealing outer space. The boy looks but does not pay much attention) How about a nice glass of cocoa or a warm glass of milk?
BOY: Can I have a strawberry milkshake?
BARMAN: Jeez Louise, kid. If you have one of those you'll be up all night. Do you know how much sugar is in those things? That won't do ... won't do at all.
BOY: What's the something special?
BARMAN: (sarcastically) Why, whatever do you mean?
BOY: When I first sat down you said I could have a glass of cocoa, or a warm glass of milk, or I could have something different; something special.
BARMAN: (looks at the boy)
BOY: If it's all the same to you, Mister, I think I will have the something special. Yes, I will. (he orders with confidence) I will have the something special, please, Mister.
BARMAN: (he looks at him) By God, little fella, you're right. You got me. Good choice, good choice. Twice in one day.
He starts to pace up and down the bar looking for something, checking the drawers and cabinets, looking underneath the bar
BARMAN:Now where could it be? (he finds a key) Ah ha! I've found it.
He takes the key to the cabinet behind him, unlocks the door, and takes out a large hexagonal glass jar with a metal lid, filled with white liquid. He places the hexagonal jar on the bar in front of the boy but keeps his hands on it
BARMAN:Do you know what this is?
BOY: (the boy shakes his head)
BARMAN: This is Moon milk. (pause) They drill down into the core of the moon were they find lakes of scrumptious succulent milk. Milk so thick and fresh that it is known throughout the galaxy as the creamiest most delicious milk anyone has ever tasted. It is truly wonderful.
BOY: (the boy reaches for it)
BARMAN: (the BARMAN pulls it away instinctively and then looks at the boy) Would you like to try some?
BOY: Yes please, Mister.
BARMAN: (he unscrews the metal lid and takes a long pleasurable smell of the milk. He takes a spoon from a drawer and tries some) Umm! Delicious! Do you know what the glesions call it?
BOY: (shakes his head)
BARMAN: "Nar a ka chu da", which means "liquid gold". If they could bottle it up and sell it they would ... In fact I think they did. (laughs) Are you sure you want to try some? If you have Moon milk you'll never be able to drink ordinary milk again. It just won't taste the same!
BOY: (the boy nods)Yes please. I would like some.
BARMAN: Okay, but take it steady. (he passes the bottle to the boy)
The boy lifts the jar to his lips and takes a big gulp. He puts the jar back down on the bar, leaving a white line on his lip
BOY: (big smile)Wow, Mister; that's great! (he takes another big drink) It's so good! (he is about to take another drink when the barman stops him)
BARMAN: Easy, little fella. You'll make yourself sick. This isn't ordinary milk (he moves the bottle away) Don't worry. You can finish it later. First we have to talk.
END OF SCENE 3