[Athens. Enter Quince, the Flutes, Snout and Starveling]
Quince: Have any of you been to Bottom's House? Has he come home yet?
Starveling: There's no sign of him.
F. Flute: He won't even answer his phone!
Quince: That, I know. Do you think he's transported?
Starveling: Without a doubt.
M. Flute: If he doesn't show up, then the play will be canceled, right?
Quince: Right. We'd have an incomplete cast. No one else could play Pyramus.
F. Flute: No. He hath the most talent out of all the handicraft men in Athens (people in school.)
Quince: Yes, and the best physique too.
M. Flute: He's a paramour for his sweet voice.
F. Flute: You mean 'paragon'. A paramour is, a naughty sort of man.
[Snug enters]
Snug: Friends, the Duke's coming from the temple, and there's two or three more noble couples married. If our play had gone forward, we'd have made our fortunes.
F. Flute: Oh, sweet bully Bottom! He's lost a sixpence daily pension for the rest of his life! He would've deserved it, that sweet, kind, gentle, caring and handsome man!
[Enter Bottom]
Bottom: Where are these lads and lasses that are so merry?
[Everyone rushes towards him, to embrace]
Quince: Bottom! What a happy day!
F. Flute: We thought we'd never see you again!
Bottom: Dear friends, I've some amazing things to tell you. But don't ask me what, for if I tell you, I'm no true Athenian. (His friends are disappointed)Don't worry, I have made a recording, which I pray you will all listen to.
Snout: Now?
Quince: Yes, please now, old friend.
Bottom: No. First, I have some important news for you. (Gets excited)Our play has been chosen!
F. Flute: That's wonderful! (Hugs Bottom)
Bottom: I know. Get the apparel and props ready and meet immediately at the palace for rehearsal. No matter what, we must have clean cloths, and don't eat onions or garlic, for we must have sweet breath.
Quince: Anything else?
Bottom: Yes. Snug, don't cut your nails.
Snug: Why?
Bottom: Your the lion. Lions have claws. No more words! Let's go!
[They go]
