Status Shift By Dennis Mui
INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Customers stand in wait in the waiting area near the front counter of the restaurant.
JOE DAVIS, mid 50s, walks towards the counter, maneuvering through the crowd of hungry strangers trying not to make contact.
JOE Excuse me...Oops...Sorry...
CARRIE, mid 20s, Hostess, stands behind the counter with a reservation book and phone at the ready.
THE HOSTESS COUNTER
JOE Um, hi, we...
The phone rings, Carrie puts the phone to her ear, holds up her index finger, a signal to shush Joe.
CARRIE Hello! Yes, for two under Carl. See you soon. Bye.
Carrie, still with her index finger up, hangs up the phone and scribbles down on the reservation book. Then, looks at Joe.
CARRIE Welcome, how may I help you?
JOE (Looking down at his feet) oh, um, yea. My wife and I have been waiting...
CARRIE Do you have a reservation?
JOE uh, for 6:30?
CARRIE What name is it under?
JOE (Searching) Davis. I think Davis.
CARRIE (Scanning the reservation book) Here it is. Davis. 6:30pm. Well Mr. Davis, it’s now 7:00pm, so you’ve missed your reservation.
JOE Missed my reservation?
(Beat) Joe stares straight at Carrie, clearly frustrated. JOE (Loud) Are you god damn kidding me? We’ve been here since 6 o’clock just so we’d be early for our reservation! I’ve seen a bunch of couples come in after us and get seated before us. We’re starving and my wife has been standing there for an hour...in heels! This. Is. Bullshit.
Carrie, startled, looks around at the other customers to see if Joe’s outburst had caused a scene. She leans towards Joe over the counter.
CARRIE (Quiety) Sir, please, please, please, lower your voice.
JOE (Still Loud) Lower my voice?
CARRIE Please. I’m really sorry for the wait, but...
JOE But? But what? Where the hell is your manager?!
CARRIE Um...actually I’m the manager.
JOE HA! You?! No, no chance.
CARRIE (offended) Excuse me? Why not? Because I’m 24? or ’cus I’m a girl? This is my family’s place.
Joe’s eyes widen, breaking eye contact. He puts a hand on the back of his neck, rubbing it while he begins to shift his weight side to side.
JOE (Apologetic) I, I didn’t mean it like that. (Beat) So...
CARRIE So, do you want me to put you on the list? It’d be the bottom.
JOE Sure. Thank you miss, I mean mam. I mean?
Carrie looks down at the reservation book and scribbles "Davis".
Joe turns around and begins to walk back towards his wife.
CARRIE (Shouting) Davis! Table for two! Joe turns back around, delighted.
CARRIE Did I say Davis? I meant to say Grimes. Grimes! Table for two!