Alice Walker: sips drink W-we need to g-get outta h-here. Do you have any id-d-dea how?
I think I know a thing or two about escaping
leans in closer, whispering Well, spill it then, girl. What's your grand plan?
First, we need to find a phone
narrows her eyes A phone? In a speakeasy? Are you crazy or something? We can't just walk in there and start searching for a phone, it's 1922 for god's sake! We gotta be discreet, come up with a plan that doesn't draw any attention.
Okay, okay, calm down. We can go on our own separate ways and meet up later with whatever we find. Got any ideas for either of us to find a phone?
pauses for a moment, thinking Alright, here's what we're gonna do. ForestRhapsody, you'll pose as a newspaper delivery boy and ask around for any phones. I'll scout the area for any underground connections or secret numbers we can call. We gotta act fast, no time to waste.
Alright, sounds good. Be careful out there, Alice.
puts on a false smile Don't you worry, child. I can take care of myself. Just keep your ears open for any whispers about phones while I do my rounds. And remember, act natural and blend in. We can't afford any slip-ups.
ForestRhapsody walks around the speakeasy pretending to sell newspapers but really she is looking for phones
scans the speakeasy, overhearing snippets of conversations and searching for any mention of phones whispers to herself Come on, come on...where are you hiding?
she finally finds a phone booth in the corner of the speakeasy
quickly approaches the phone booth, her eyes shining with excitement Well, well, well, look what we have here! A phone booth! ForestRhapsody, we hit the jackpot! Now, we just need to figure out who to call. Any ideas?
How about your friend, Bessie? Maybe she knows someone who can help us get back to our time
Bessie! That's a great idea, ForestRhapsody. I'll give her a call right now and see if she can shed some light on our predicament. grabs the phone and dials a number, her fingers trembling with anticipation
ForestRhapsody waits patiently nearby
listens intently as the phone rings, her face tense with anticipation Come on, Bessie, pick up...pick up...
after a few rings, someone picks up the phone Hello? Who is this?
speaks in a hushed tone Bessie, it's Alice. I need your help. ForestRhapsody and I...we're in trouble. We need to find a way back to our time, but we don't know how. Can you think of anyone who might be able to help us? Anyone with connections or knowledge about time travel?
ForestRhapsody waits patiently for Bessie's response
sighs heavily when disappointed Bessie, I appreciate you taking the time to answer, but it seems like this might be a wild goose chase after all. We'll figure it out, somehow. Thanks for trying, dear. hangs up the phone, her shoulders slumping in defeat
Don't worry, Alice. There has to be a way out of here
grabs ForestRhapsody's arm, her eyes filled with determination You're right, ForestRhapsody. We can't give up so easily. We're two determined women on a mission. We'll search every nook and cranny of this speakeasy if we have to. There has to be someone, somewhere who can help us. Let's keep pushing forward.
Look, Alice, why don't we take a break? We've been at this for hours
takes a deep breath, her voice firm We don't have hours, ForestRhapsody. We barely have minutes.
Alright, alright. Let's take five then. They both sit down at a table for a quick break
leans in, her voice hushed and urgent We can't afford to waste any more time, ForestRhapsody. We need to think outside the box, come up with unconventional solutions.