[New Scene: An unknown room.]

Courtney: Hey guys.

Drama: Who the fig are you?

History: Ey, Courtney. How's the rest'a the staff doing?

Courtney: They're doing fine. Oh... New season?

History: Yeah, isn't it great?

Courtney: Who's the shy girl right there, by the corner? The one with the book in her lap.

History: Isn't that Reading? Is she new?

Math: Yeah, she's new. Hey Reading. How's life going?

Reading: *looks up, surprised* Oh, um... Good... I guess. I mean, it is quite an experience being here.

Courtney: ... Yep. I totally called it. Inside my head. I called it.

Math: What?

Courtney: She's an ISFP. Am I right?

History: What's that?

Math: Actually, I had my bets on INFP.

Drama: MEIN GOTT

DRAMA: HISTORY DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT THE MYERS BRIGGS CATEGORIES

MATH: ALL RIGHT I LOVE EXPLAINING THIS TO PEOPLE

Art: CAN YOU ALL JUST CALM DOWN FOR A SECOND

Drama: *backing away* I am so, so, so sorry Reading.

Reading: For what?

Drama: For... For making everyone shout.

History: BUT WHAT IS IT?

Art: Shut the fig up History.

Math: I call explaining it.

Art: Not now, Math.

[Silence. Except for the overly used chirping cricket cliche.]

Courtney: Um... Guys? I probably shouldn't mention this now, but I don't know how long we'll be in this room for, so I should probably tell you now...

?: What is it?

Courtney: This... Is probably going to be the last time we see each other. Ever.

Reading: WHAT? I JUST GOT HERE!

Courtney: Well, your grief will be the least of it. Science is going to freak out...

History: *totally fake shock* WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

Reading: Wait, first of all, why?

Courtney: I can't tell you. There are cameras here.

Math: Science promised zie'd take out all the cameras.

Courtney: Does this place look familiar to you?

Drama: I don't know, DOES IT?

Art and Math simultaneously at the same time: No...

Courtney: Good, 'cuz it shouldn't.

[Math looks up at the ceiling, and sees an obvious camera.]

Math: Can anyone reach that high?

Courtney: Math no.

[History glances at Reading. Reading is reading. Because of that glance, History is history.]

History: Ey, Reading. Any thoughts?

Reading: *looks up, surprised YET AGAIN* On this, no. I'm not surprised that they would have cameras watching us. *Goes back to reading.*

History: Er... What book you reading there?

Reading: *not looking up* Game of Thrones.

History: ... Okay...

Art: History, stop flirting. You're horrible at it.

Reading: Quite true.

Math: Yeah...

Courtney: Dude, really, stop. Now is not the time.

Dramamamamama: So what we doin'?

Courtney: they told me we need one last episode with me in it, so... Make it interesting, I guess.

History: Well how are we supposed to be interesting with Math in the room?

Math: Get out.

History: Whoa there, just making a joke.

Art: Oh my god, can you please just... Stop fighting.

Reading: *getting up* SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH *PAP PAP* *sits back down with book in her lap*

Courtney: Hmm... Math. Give this to Science. *hands the camera to Math*

Math: Your camera? Science told me you bought this with your own money.

Courtney: I need something for Science to remember me by.

History: *whispers to Drama* I ship it.

Drama: Yes my child. So do I.

Courtney: I... Apparently have to go. I'm going to suffer serious consequences if I don't leave right now!

[Courtney runs out the door.]

[Silence. Crickets chirp.]

History: ...So, Game of Thrones, huh?

Math: Stop.

Math: How do you shut this thing off?

Art: I think there's a button on the back of the camera... Here. *pushes the button*

[End of script.]