Lisa, Anti-Gay Protester

Lisa is planning a rally, down at the local church.

"I don't know, I just don't know." Sabrina sighs painting the banner, talking to Lisa, her only friend. "Are we doing good?"

"It's the Holy thing to do." Lisa replies Arrogantly, prepping her next speech.

"We've been doing the 'right thing' for the last five years. Look where it's got us. A bunch of hate from our fellow classmates/peers , and what has changed? If anything, the sinners seem even more emboldened and loud plus I just found out last week my own cousin is gay."said Sabrina

"It seems way, but it's not true. There's been lots of pro-"

Sabrina interrupts Lisa midway through her speech. "And while our Classmates are enjoying their lives, look as us. Single. Lonely. Bitter. There's no future in fighting the flow."

Lisa puts her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Hey, we've got each other, right?"

Sabrina pulls her body away. "Yeah, for the moment. Until one of us finds a Mr. Right and leaves the other all completely alone. Knowing my luck, I'll be left fighting the good fight, while you find some Preacher/Billionaire to be the love of your life."

Lisa scoffs. "Come on now."

"No seriously, I won't have it! I want to have a billionaire lover! I'd even settle for being one of those Trophy Wives you see getting married to the old ugly rich guys. At least they've got money and security."

"I would NOT rather be a bimbo." Lisa remarks flatly.

"I would. Billionaire, or bimbo. Either one is a dream, compared to this"Sabrina said.

Lisa then walked out of the room but not paying attention tripped over some art supplies and tripped. When she fell she hit her head on one of the benches just hard enough to knock herself out.

"WELCOME TO BIMBO OR BILLIONAIRE!" A man's booming voice announces, to the cheering of a crowd all around her.

Lisa blinks, disoriented, suddenly blinded by several bright spotlights pointing towards her all of which was giving her a massive headache. All the while wondering how she got here from the church.