Mystery Man

Setting: Sofa in a modern day house. “Hip” elderly grandmother is sitting with her teenage granddaughter. They both have cell phones.

Grandma: What’s with these new cell phones, honey… can anyone just text you up if they get your number?

Girl: Yep. What are you so concerned, Gramma??? Getting some creepy texts?

Grandma: No, not creepy. Just this guy is hitting on me and I don’t know much about him. Keeps texting me his name is Bill, but he never gives me his full telephone number.

Girl: You sure you don’t know a Bill – Gramma??? Some cute old guy who has a MAJOR crush on you? Maybe his name is William? Is there a guy named William at the assisted living center?

Grandma: No. Oh you silly thing. No William. Let’s see… well Sam, Max, and Harry, they are all GAGA over me. See honey, GAGA meant something else to us! Well Sam, Max and Harry don’t have cell phones… so they wouldn’t be texting! It’s gotta be some young man. Maybe someone at my gym… or at my Starbucks.. must have seen me and thought I was a Cougar!

Girl: Oh my lord. Gramma… what are you watching on TV these days! You are getting out of control. A Cougar? Are you kidding me ? Well, if this Bill guy gets to be a nuisance, then I will go with you to Verizon and we will put a block on your phone, okay?

Grandma: Ok

( a month later—a calendar could be flipped showing the passing of time, or a sign that says a month later)

Grandma: Honey.. that Bill had stopped, and now he is texting me again. Look here. Grandma shakes her head. IDK!

Girl: Let me see that Gram. Your mystery man.

Grandma: See there… now I can read his last name too. All I need to do is figure out where I met him and then I can tell him just to ask me out to my face, cause I can’t call him back with just 5 numbers!

Girl: Maybe I can help. Let me see your phone. The grandmother passes the phone to the girl who reads the text:

BILL BALANCE: 132.24

Girl: uh…. Gramma. I think I figured it out.