[The Prince has a chicken breast on his head. His BUTLER is smiling a smile of awe.]

PRINCE: You sure I don’t look stupid?

BUTLER: Of course, my Prince.

PRINCE [Sighing]: You know I’m not a real Prince, don’t you?

BUTLER: Sir?

PRINCE: And you’re not my butler.

BUTLER: Sir?

PRINCE: John, seriously, be normal for one night. Now, should I wear this chicken breast to the nightclub or not?

JOHN: Yes.

PRINCE [Glaring]: Yes “my Prince”.

[Curtain]

Carl Burkitt 2025