Debbie
Ugh, Becky, I lost my planner!
Debbie
I was at the coffee shop…
Debbie
And this guy spilled his drink right next to me.
Becky
Oh come on. Was he cute?
Debbie
He was pretty hot.
Debbie
Anyway I grabbed my planner before it got soaked…
Debbie
But he must’ve had one too.
Debbie
So we swapped by mistake 😩
Debbie
He left a few minutes ago…
Debbie
I’m scanning the block, but he’s gone.
Becky
Can’t you just store plans in your head like a normal person?
Debbie
😑 my whole schedule was in there…
Debbie
That planner was my LIFE.
Becky
But you still have his, right?
Debbie
I can’t use clumsy man’s planner, Becky.
Becky
But you can FIND him.
Debbie’s face lights up with recognition.
She flips through the clumsy man’s planner.
Debbie
Okay so his name’s Peter…
Debbie
But he doesn’t have his contact info.
Becky
Maybe he’ll contact you instead.
Debbie
…I don’t have my contact info in my planner either 😳
Becky
Sounds like you’re screwed 🤷♀️
Debbie
I can use his upcoming events!
Debbie flips to today’s schedule.
Debbie
He’s got a book club at 1pm.
Debbie
That’s in 5 minutes!
Debbie
If he’s like me, he’ll name it on the first entry.
Debbie flips to an earlier page and finds it.
Debbie
The place is called Paperback Patio!
She punches the name in her phone for a search.
She pulls up the bookstore.
Debbie
It’s right down the street!
Becky
Are you seriously going?
Debbie
Duh. It’s in his planner!
Debbie
I just hope he’s taking care of mine 😢
Becky
Glad you have your priorities straight 🙄
Debbie runs down the street.
Debbie enters the book store and finds the club meeting.
She scans for Peter, but he’s nowhere to be found.
The other members start to stare…
Debbie clears her throat.
Debbie
Did Peter come in today?
They shake their heads “no.”
Debbie
Who schedules a book club and doesn’t show?
Becky
The kind who spills their coffee?
This isn’t how she wants to spend her Saturday.
Of course, she doesn’t remember how she’d hoped to spend Saturday.
That would be in her planner.
Suddenly, the club’s book-of-the-month catches her eye…
Debbie used to love mystery novels.
Back before she was drowning in work and bought her planner.
She feels a pang of nostalgia.
Debbie
You know, I always wanted to join a book club.
Debbie
It just seems so quaint…
Debbie
Funny. He didn’t seem that literary.
Becky
Looks can be deceiving.
Debbie turns back to Peter’s planner.
Debbie
He has a trip to the Whitney in an hour.
Becky
You love the Whitney!
Debbie
Yeah but I haven’t been in ages.
Debbie hurries out of the bookstore.
Debbie stands outside the Whitney, pacing.
Debbie
This is unbelievable.
Debbie
I missed my cooking class for this.
Becky
I’m surprised you remembered you even had a cooking class…
Becky
Without your handy planner.
Debbie
You know how cooking relaxes me.
Becky
You’ll catch him at the next place.
Debbie flips back to today’s schedule.
Debbie
He’s going to Metal Lords tonight!
Becky
You mean that AWFUL metal band?
Debbie
That I LOVE and am also seeing?
Becky
Ugh, how do you stand them?
Debbie
The point is we both have tickets!
Debbie
And they weren’t cheap…
Debbie
No way he’ll bail on this.
Debbie
I’m getting my planner TONIGHT.
Debbie waits by the venue’s entrance…
And suddenly sees Peter strolling toward her.
He’s holding her matching planner.
In his infamous clumsiness, he trips—
Then steadies himself with a sheepish grin.
She notices his coffee-stained shoes.
She actually finds the whole picture quite charming.
Peter
Fancy meeting you here…
Peter
I think this is yours.
He holds out her planner and they swap.
Debbie can hardly contain her relief.
Debbie
I looked everywhere for you today!
Peter
I can say the same thing…
Peter
That Singin’ in the Rain anniversary show…
Debbie
Crap. I forgot all about that!
Peter
It was fun. You have good taste.
Peter
Then there’s your 4:00pm cooking class…
Debbie
You didn’t really go to my cooking class, did you?
Peter
But I made a wonderful Pad Thai.
They both laugh, a little nervously.
Debbie
I went to your book club…
Peter
They solve the whodunit yet?
Debbie
They’re still in the middle.
Debbie
I’ve always loved the idea of a book club…
Peter
It’s seems so quaint.
Peter
You waited at the Whitney?
Peter
Did you at least get to see an exhibit?
Debbie
I went to the Warhol show…
Debbie
I’d been meaning to check it out.
A comfortable silence settles over them…
As they take each other in.
Peter is so much more than his clumsy exterior.
AND he loves Metal Lords.
Peter
So we basically lived each other’s day?
Peter
I have a confession to make…
Peter
I’m so glad I took your planner.
Peter
At the coffee shop…
Peter
You looked so aloof…
Peter
I thought you were some…
Peter
High-society droid.
Debbie
Well you DID spill your coffee.
Peter
Ha, sorry about that…
Peter
I know I’m a klutz…
Peter
Anyway, you’ve got cool hobbies.
Peter
I’d never pick you for a Metal Lords fan.
Debbie
I thought the same thing about you!
Peter
Would you wanna grab drinks after this?
Earlier in the day, Debbie would’ve been hesitant…
Too stuck in her rigid plans to do anything spontaneous.
But after a day in Peter’s shoes…
She’s ready to throw her planner in the trash.
Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Debbie
I’ll pencil you in.
Then, she and Peter flip open their planners…
To plot out their future.
