It's a rocky road, deserted highway.... red dust swirls in distance and contrast to his well pressed khaki casual outfit.
Our Man raises a hand to his Armani sunglasses (or whatever is the most fashionable at the moment - my daughter would know)
He's looking for someone very important... but he's not sure if he's on the right road....
Action....
<looks around - takes in scenery, looks at something> we know he's thinking, "It must be somewhere around here"
Just then we notice - away in the distance
A small figure moving slowly in the direction of the camera.
Our man reaches into his car, re-arranges maps and then casting a glance now and then towards the horizon. The figure finally approaches.....
(She's carrying her shopping, two heavy full to the brim bags held in each hand)
He walks towards her....
Shambling through the dust the woman looking tired and unhappy pauses in step, slowing to a halt in front of him.
He says, with one hand shading his eyes from the glare of the Midday sun......
"Ma'am, I don't suppose you could help me.... I'm trying to find something here, but I'm not sure what?"
The woman looks up, smiling, "How can I help you?" .... placing the laden bags to each side of her bare feet carefully.....
Shaking his head in almost bemused embarrassment, "Could you direct me... it's really important?"
She grins back, and then replies firmly, "Yes, if you'll let me try .... which direction do you want?"
Pausing in mid scratch (arms raised - hands on head) he takes a closer look at her.... her smile broadens.
Straightening up slowly, taking in every detail or impression, (Cocks an ear slightly in her direction) and says, " Welllll.... let me think .... does it matter which direction I choose, I mean.... is one way more scenic ... I don't mind taking longer if there's a nicer route."
"Oh well then... " she sighs, "do you like rambling paths, firm footing ...
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<she rambles for ages>
.... blah blah blah blah ... confidential.... blah blah blah...... if you could pick?"
He leans back slowly, taking time to think while he looks her over.... almost suspiciously, asking himself, "Did I just understand everything she said, and is it possible.... "
breaking into his thoughts she's saying, "... though of course it's down to choice.... (puffing over the bags and looking swiftly at the distribution of weight in rapid assessment and dismissal) .... if you're sure about your final destination..... <pauses - looking again at bags 'slight adjustment' >
......... <head almost on shoulder> ..... where do you want to go again..... I mean <sways slightly> ..... what's your goal.... <mock exasperation> ... I mean... your final destination <sotto voce - aside>> that's the word - yes?.... Let's start this again, <big smile and begins walking> I have to remind myself to remember all the time, let's agree what we're both happy with from the start shall we... it'll make it easier for me <long story.... I won't bore you with the details>> *glance* <confirmed> .... Okay.. so.... let's see..... you want to go where? Actually, we should stop or I could be inadvertently taking you in the wrong direction <points along the road they've walked over>
He notices and says, "Hey, just look at that.... there's only my footprints!"......
She bows her head a way a little (sharp intake of breath) .... points at her feet.... "Barefooted- I like the feel of sand <mumble> <mumble>"
