I shoved this in the Skit Comp, but wouldn't mind more feedback.
Ta
Dan
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Kitchen Emergency
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JOCASTA, IN AN APRON, RUSHES INTO THE KITCHEN IN A STATE OF PANIC. SHE RUSHES AROUND OPENING DRAWERS AND THROWING THINGS OUT, THEN REPEATING WITH THE CUPBOARDS.
JOCASTA:
Where is it? Where? Argh!
SHE STANDS AND PUTS HER HANDS ON HER HEAD.
JOCASTA:
(HOLLERS) Ruuuuuuu-peeeeeeeeeeeeeert!
RUPERT RUSHES IN AND SLIDES TO A HALT.
RUPERT:
What?! What on Earth's the matter, dearest!?
JOCASTA:
I can't find the avocado slicer!
RUPERT:
(AGHAST) What?!
JOCASTA:
It's nowhere to be found!
RUPERT:
But the chicken sandwiches will be ruined!
JOCASTA:
(IN TEARS) I know!
BOTH PUT HANDS ON HEADS
RUPERT:
What are we going to *do*!?
F/X:TRUMPET FANFARE
A MAN IN A SUIT, WEARING A CAPE AND UNDERPANTS OVER HIS TROUSERS LANDS IN THE KITCHEN WITH HIS HANDS ON HIPS. HE IS UNBEARABLY SMUG.
JOCASTA:
Wh-who are you?
MCCM:
(HEROIC) Why, I'm Middle-Class Crisis Man! (BEAT) Averting the meaningless fears of the upwardly mobile from their largely unimportant problems!
JOCASTA/RUPERT:
Thank goodness!
MCCM PULLS OUT AN AVOCADO SLICER FROM HIS BACK POCKET AND HOLDS IT HEROICALLY ALOFT.
F/X:ANGELS CHORUS
MCCM:
Here you go. This will allow you to finish the sandwiches for the buffet without having to schedule in an unexpected trip to Waitrose.
JOCASTA/RUPERT:
Thank you, Middle-Class Crisis Man!
MCCM:
Just doing my duty! (HE SALUTES) Now, if you'll excuse me; a BMW needs a bit of a push in Guildford!
HE RAISES HIS FIST AND SWOOPS OFF.
F/XWOOPING
END
(Follow-ups: No Seat On Tube Rough Injustice)