(A game show stage with an audience of about 200 people.)

Announcer-And now it's time for another episode of-Do Something Crazy! The show that gets people to Do Something Crazy, and win some great prizes for it! And here's our host, Morton Armstrong!

(Theme and opening credits. The audience cheers as Morten comes onstage.)

Morton-Hello, and welcome to Do Something Crazy! We have several great challenges today, so let's get started. Who among you will be the first guest?

(A searchlight pans the audience.)

How about...That Girl!

(The light focuses on Ann Marie!)

(After the break. Ann is onstage with Morton.)

Morton-Ok, can I have your name, please?

Ann-Ann Marie.

Morton-Ann Marie...no last name?

Ann-It's just Ann Marie. You see, Marie is my last name.

Morton-Oh, ok! And what do you do, Miss Marie?

Ann-I'm a struggling actress.

Morton-Well, there's a lot of those in New York! Are you working, at the moment?

Ann-No, I'm between jobs. That's why I got tickets for this show. Didn't expect to be picked, though!

Morton-Nobody does! Ok, are you ready to Do Something Crazy?

Ann-Ready as I'll ever be!

Morton-Wonderful!

(The audience cheers.)

Come with me, please.

(He leads her to another part of the stage, where there is a curtain. It opens revealing a cake on the floor. It's rectangular and 10'X8', and it has white buttercream icing.)

Now, as you can see, we have this large cake.

Ann-It looks good!

Morton-I'm glad you feel this way, because soon you'll be in it!

Ann-HUH?!

(The audience laughs.)

Morton-You see, hidden somewhere in this cake is a gift worth $100. Your job will be to try and find this gift within just one minute.

Ann-So, I'll be getting my hands dirty!

Morton-Well, not exactly. You can only use your feet!

Ann-MY FEET?!

Morton (smiling)-That's right. You will be digging up the cake with your feet!

(The audience laughs.)

Ann-Boy, I know this show makes people do crazy things, but this takes the cake-in a matter of speaking!

(More laughter.)

Morton-That's a very good way to put it, Miss Marie! Now, you have two choices: You can do this stunt and maybe win a prize worth $100. Or you can refuse, and we'll give you $15 for being on this show. What do you think?

(The audience yells out encouragement.)

Ann-I'll do it!

Morton-Excellent!

(Cheers)

Ann-Can I take my shoes off?

Morton-Yes, you can. In fact, I was going to ask you to do that, anyway. You don't want to get cake gunk on your shoes!

Ann-No, I'll get cake gunk on my feet!

(Laughter. She takes her shoes and socks off and rolls her pants legs up.)

Morton-Now, a little clue: The prize is somewhere towards the middle of the cake. Like I said, you can only use your feet to find it. However, if you think you've found it, you can use your hands to pick it up. Got it?

Ann-Got it!

Morton-Ok, I'd like you to step into the cake at that corner over there.

(He points to it. She walks into it-and is shocked! The audience laughs.)

What's it like?

Ann-the craziest thing I've ever done!

Morton-That's why we call this show Do Something Crazy!

(Laughter)

Ann (smiling)-Yeah, I can see that!

Morton-Ok, in a moment, the clock will start. As I said, you have 60 seconds. Ready?

Ann-Ready as I'll ever be!

Morton-Go!

(The clock starts., and the band plays a tune. Ann stomps around the cake. She sometimes stops to check out one of the areas. 40 seconds into it, she is able to pull something up.)

Ann-I think I found something!

Morton-Stop the clock! Ok, pick it up.

(She picks it up and looks at it; it's an envelope encased in plastic wrap. She takes it out of the cake and hands it to Morton. He opens it.)

It's a $100 gift certificate to Macys Department Store!

Ann-Wow!

(The audience cheers.)

Morton-Congratulations, Miss Marie.

Ann-Thank you! And I was just thinking, recently, I need some new clothes!

Morton-Well then, this came right on time, didn't it?

Ann-It sure did!

Morton-Now tell me, Miss Marie, was that work stomping barefoot in a large cake?

Ann-I'd say it was!

Morten-Wonderful!

(The audience cheers.)

Ok, we'll be right back after this important word.

(Fade to commercial.)


Ann was in her apartment. She was sitting on the couch. She had her left foot crossed, and was picking at her toes.

There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" she shouted.

"It is I."

"Come on in, Donald."

He came in. She got up, and they kissed.

"I just wanted to see how it went on that game show. Did you get picked?"

"Sure did. And what they had me do was really crazy!"

"Tell me about it!" And then, he had a good look at her. "How come you're barefooted?"

"I'm getting cake gunk out of my toes."

"Oh-WHAT?!"

"Sit down, and I'll tell you about it."

"I'm all ears!"

They sat on the couch. While picking at her toes, she told him about the stunt they had her do.

"Boy, I know that show has people do crazy things, but that one..."

"'Takes the cake?' Those were my words exactly!"

They both laughed.

"But it was all worth it! Look at what I won!"

She showed him the $100 Macys gift certificate.

"Sweet!" he said.

"In more ways than one!"

"Huh? Oh, yeah!"

They laughed again.

"So, what was it like, stomping a cake with your feet?"

She thought about this for a bit. "It was kinda fun, actually. I felt like I was a little kid, doing something naughty!"

"I see. I hope your father didn't see the show!"

"I was a little worried about that! But I haven't heard from him, yet, so maybe not."

"Say, I've got an idea: Let's spend this Saturday together. We could go to Macys in the morning and use your certificate. Then, we'll have lunch together, in the afternoon."

"That's sounds wonderful, Donald!"

"I'll pick you up at 11:00."

"I'll be waiting. Oh, I've got something for you."

"Great!"

She got up (still barefooted) and went into the kitchen, him following behind her. On the counter, in a bakery box, was a large piece of cake. It was a yellow cake with white buttercream icing on it.

"Is this the cake you stomped in?" he asked.

"Sure is! They were gonna throw it out, but I felt it was kinda wasteful, so they let me have part of it. Oh, and don't worry, it's not the part I had my feet in!"

"That I'm grateful for! I would love a piece of it."

"Coming right up."

"Oh, one with a lot of icing, please."

"Sure, Donald."

She cut an end piece and put it on a plate. They she poured a glass of milk. She gave him the cake and the milk.

"Do you want a piece?" he asked.

"Not right now."

They sat at the table together and he began eating the cake and drinking the milk.

"It's very good, thank you."

"You're welcome, Donald."

He ate and drank. She walked back into the living room, sat down, and continued picking at her toes. When he finished, he put the plate and glass into the sink and walked over to her. "Well, I've got to be going. Thanks for the cake."

"You're welcome, Donald."

They kissed. He watcher her as she picked at her toes.

"I just ate the same cake that you stomped in!"

She smiled. "You sure did, Donald!"