Lights up:  COOKIE is in the restroom, washing her hands.  There are two stalls, each covered in graffiti.

COOKIE:

I'm never going to fit in here.  I hate acting.  I hate being on stage.  I hate being behind stage!  I only did it because my mom wanted me to.

(CHICO enters, with a huge permanate marrkers.  She behaves as though she's performing a dramatic song onstage)

I'M ON A MISSION

A MISSION FROM GOD

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'M DOING

BUT IT MIGHT SEEM KIND OF ODD

I'M ON A MISSION

TO DO WHAT'S RIGHT

TO CORRECT ALL SPELLING ERRORS

IN THE BATHROOM DAY AND NIGHT

(begins scribbling and rewriting things furiously)

I'M ON A MISSION

ON A MISSION

I'M ON A MISSION

ON A MISSION

I'M ON A MISSION (etc)

(Chico exits, and Cookie stares after her)

COOKIE:

Look where it's gotten me in life!  I live in a fucking musical!