For Like… Real. Anthropologie says so. …
Cynthia is staring at the computer. She is concerned and befuddled.
Marcy saunters in and sees Cynthia’s pinched up face.
Marcy (immediately): It wasn’t me.
Cynthia: No no, look at this email from Anthro. They want us to buy a look called “nautical disco”.
Marcy takes a look just as Penelope Kitten bops in to see their pinched up faces and wrinkled up noses.
penelope kitten (immediately squeaking): it wasn’t me.
Cynthia: I mean… I love disco. And, I love nautical. But… but…
Marcy: … together?!
Cynthia and Marcy continue to stare confusedly at Anthropologie’s idea of a new fashion trend.
They try to make sense of it.
Cynthia (reasoning): Okay. Okay. So. It’s standard red, white, and blue nautical with shiny material, silver, and/or a ’70’s silhouette added.
Marcy: It must be a joke
Marcy checks the calendar.
Cynthia: The only person who could pull this off is Debbie Harry.
Marcy (shaking her head): April Fools Day isn’t for another six weeks.
Long pause as they stare at the computer with their heads tilted sideways.
Marcy: I’m sure it was a joke and you’ll get an Anthro-apology in a few minutes.
Cynthia: I don’t think it’s a joke. I think it’s official.
Marcy: Yup. Anthropologie has finally –
Cynthia: – and completely –
Marcy and Cynthia: Jumped the Shark!!
penelope kitten(squeaking): gasp! gotta get disco duck off the dance floor before he becomes shark bait.
She races off.
penelope kitten: “there’s no stopping a duck and his beat”.