|Wall and Thisbe from "A Midsummer Night's Dream" 2012|
However, next to him was this adorable little Oriental girl in a stroller. She wasn't doing anything particularly noteworthy, just sitting there being four years old, but she caught the eye of Wall Street man. And he started grinning at her. A little duckling of a grin.
His eyes became softer. One could almost see stars and pink roses and fluffy forest creatures emanating out of his gaze as he looked at her. It was both beautiful and highly amusing how much Wall Street Man melted.
We came to a stop, and Wall Street man immediately put on his sour look again. He caught my eye, and his face become more poker like. Not trying to dissuade him, I glanced away - still keeping the guy in my periphery - and sure enough, as soon as the train started up again and everyone become pointedly anonymous, his gaze went right back to that little girl and his face expressed "Oh! If only!"-ness.
A few stops later, Wall Street Man went off...and was immediately replaced by Wall Street Man #2. This fellow was buffer, cooler looking. He didn't look stern; his poker face read Bored, Now.
But sure enough - one look at that little girl in her stroller, and Buff Wall Street Man melted into daisies and candy canes and wistfulness and yearning as much as Dour Wall Street guy had.
Hence, this play. Enjoy!