EXT. STREET CORNER.
A YOUNG PROSTITUTE IS SOLICITING MALE PASSERS-BY. DESPITE LOOKING THE PART SHE IS OBVIOUSLY VERY MIDDLE CLASS.
PROSTITUTE
I say, would you... Excuse me, would you care to...
A RENT BOY SIDLES UP TO HER, HE IS A FEW YEARS OLDER.
RENT BOY
First time on the streets, sweetie?
PROSTITUTE
I'm afraid it is rather. I am doing it to get me through my degree.
RENT BOY
You want to watch yourself, toots. That's how I started, paying off my student loan.
PROSTITUTE (TAKEN ABACK)
Oh. What degree did you take?
RENT BOY
Media Studies, same as most of the girls. I got a first. (SPITS) I should have done something useful, like tourism. No chance of a job, but at least I could be selling my arse somewhere in the sun. (LAUGHS)
PROSTITUTE
Oh dear. But that is why vocational qualifications are now being tailored to the needs of employers. I mean, no offence, but I really don't know how with a degree like yours you can work on the streets. (BEAT) You're completely unqualified. I'm studying for a Bachelor of Arts in Erotic Massage and Escort Studies.
A MAN WALKS PAST
PROSTITUTE
I say, would you care for a good time?
MAN
How much for...
HE WHISPERS IN HER EAR.
PROSTITUTE
You're in luck, I'm revising for my orals.
SHE TAKES THE MAN'S ARM, AND AS THEY WALK OFF TOGETHER, SHE WAVES TO THE RENT BOY.
PROSTITUTE
Ciao.
RENT BOY (INDIGNANT)
Graduate fast-trackers, pfft. (SHOUTS AFTER HER) I started at the bottom and learnt on the job!
END.