The play is set on the steps of the City Hall.
Two City Councilors are talking together as they walk away from a meeting.
City Councilor 1: I’ve been thinking a good deal lately about bus shelters. They’re made of glass, you know.
City Councilor 2: Are they?
Councilor 1: And wood and cement.
[suddenly inquisitive] Do you have bus shelter at your house?
Councilor 2 [suddenly irritated]: Of course not, why would anyone have a bus shelter at his house? My wife and I don’t have a bus shelter because we don’t have a bus!!
C1: No bus shelter?
C2: No.
C1 [suddenly]: Do you have chair shelters?
C2: Yes. Well, a chair IS a shelter, is it not?
C1: Food shelters?
C2: Not as such.
C1: What about bed shelters?
C2: We have three.
C1: Prudent.
C2: Why did you bring up bus shelters?
C1: Protection.
C2: For whom?
C1: My mother has a bus shelter right in her house.
She’s always felt strongly about them.
(curtain)
