scene 7 Attendant le Coeur

7. Attendant le Coeur.

NOELLE is in her dorm room, waiting excitedly. She is dressed to go out on a fancy date. She looks like she is trying to be older than she is. She also looks like she is trying to be French (but in a cool way, not in a beret way). She looks at her phone. She looks out the window. She sits. She looks in the mirror. She sits. She looks at her phone. She applies lipstick. She takes it off. She sits. She looks at her phone. She reapplies the lipstick. She sits. She taps her feet. She begins counting. In French.

NOELLE
Un, deux, trios. Quatre, cinq. Six, sept, huit, neuf, dix. (She looks out the window again. She sits). Onze, douze, treize, quatorze, quinze, seize. Dix-sept, dix-huit, dix-neuf, vingt. (She looks at her phone. She looks out the window as she continues counting). Vingt-et-un, vingt-deux, vingt-trois. Vingt-quatre, vingt-cinq, vingt-six, vingt-sept, vingt-huit, vingt-neuf…(she pauses, looks at her phone. It rings!) Trente!!! (She jumps up and down and then takes a breathe and answers) Allo? (a beat) Oh no, it’s Noelle. (beat, she smiles hugely as she listens) No, you’re not calling France, Adrien. (beat) I’ll be right down. (she hangs up and squeals then very dramatically and très French, grabs her heart). Mon coeur! (She grabs her purse and exits with an extra bouncey step to her gait.).