LYDIA-ROSE and SCOTT's loft

LYDIA-ROSE Enter Tom The Infamous Random Hot Guy, computer genius, teacher, vagabond anarchist,
who ran naked through the Parthenon

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY carries NELL's pickle tub, now filled with provisions.

LYDIA-ROSE AND THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY

Bustelo -- Marlboro
Banana by the bunch
A box of Captain Crunch will taste so good

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY And firewood

LYDIA-ROSE Look -- it's Santa Claus

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY Hold your applause

SCOTT Oh hi THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY 'Oh hi' after seven months?

SCOTT Sorry

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY This boy could use some Stoli

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY, LYDIA-ROSE AND SCOTT Oh holy night

SCOTT You struck gold at MIT?

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY They expelled me for my theory of Actual RealityWhich I'll soon impart To the couch potatoes at New York University
Still haven't left the house?

SCOTT I was waiting for you, don't you know?

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY Well, tonight's the nightCome to the Life Cafe after Nick's show

SCOTT No flow

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas EveWhose charity is only matched by talent, I believe
A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde
Nell!

NELL sashays in. She's gorgeously done up in a Santa outfit,
with a fan of twenty-dollar bills in each hand.

NELL Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me

THE INFAMOUS RANDOM HOT GUY And you should hear her beat!

LYDIA-ROSE You earned this on the street?

NELL It was my lucky day today on Avenue AWhen a lady in a limousine drove my way
She said, "Dahling, need your help-I've got a party tonight
I need your help the planned musician just 'dropped the mic'
"This girl-Evita just won't show up
I believe if you play non-stop through the night
the partiers will just loose their breath
it's a benefit gala, you see- drunk driving equals death."
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
We agreed on a fee -- A thousand dollar guarantee
Tax-free -- and a bonus for the Christmas tree

Now who could foretell that it would go so well
But sure as I am here that party went really swell
After an hour, this rich guy -- in all his glory
after the music and my tragic, tragic stories

After yours truly played the blues
gave enough moolah to make the news
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me

NELL does a fabulous drum and dance solo.

Be Then back to the street where I met my sweetWhere he was moaning and groaning on the cold concrete
The nurse took him home for some mercurochrome
And I dressed his wounds and got him back on his feet
Sing it!
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me
Today for you -- tomorrow for me