`The scene is the orchard of the Capulet family. A boy dressed in tights clambers over the wall and into view. Landing on the ground with a thud, he looks upward at a balcony on the second floor. A light appears in the window; it is followed by a girl of roughly the same age. At her appearance, both boy and girl whip out cell phones and begin to text-message each other furiously.`
ROMEO: What lite thru wind-O br8ks?
JULIET: ???
R: Lite = east, Juliet = sun
J: OIC. T-hee :)
R: Were that I were glove on Ur hand, 2 touch that cheek. Or Nokia in back pocket, set 2 vibrate
J: Ay, me!
R: Txt again, brite angel. Thou Rt as glorious 2 this nite as winged mssngr of heaven
J: O Romeo! (2X) Where4 Rt thou Romeo? Rose by other name smells sweet 2
R: I h8 my name. Call me love; hence4th I never will B Romeo. (Don't forget 2 update contacts list)
J: How came U hither? & why? Walls = hi & hard 2 climb. Plus, my kinsmen will kill U
R: Theres more peril in thine eye than 20 swords. xoxoxoxo
J: :) Whose direction got U here?
R: Love gv me council; I lent him eyes
J: Aawww! & how found U my digits?
R: Swiped Ur daddy's cel @ party
J: Daddy = jerk. New subj: Dost thou love me? Y? N?
R: Tell me what 2 swear by
J: Dont swear. Is 2 rash, 2 unadvised, 2 sudden, & 2 many letters @ 10¢/message
R: Good call
J: Be str8fwd w/ me. What do U want?
R: Fair trade: thy love's faithful vow <–> mine
J: OK, U got it. My bounty = boundless as sea; my love = just as deep. Both R infinite. Also, have unlimited nite & wknd mins w/ no roaming $$$$$
R: Lucky U
J: Hold on; nurse on line 2
R: :-( Tick tock ...
J: Sending 2 voice mail. Nurse = cow
R: O blessed nite! Being nite, all this = dream?
J: 3 words, dear Romeo, & then gotta go. If that thy bent of love = honorable, & thy purpose marriage, then send word tmw. All my fortunes @ thy foot I'll lay, & and follow U my lord thrUout the world. But if thou meanest not well, I do beseech U
R: Beseech me what?
R: ??????
J: Sorry, lost signal. Verona cel towers R 4 shit
R: U were saying ...
J: Long story short: Txt me in the a.m. & we can hook up
R: Deal. My arms R as open 2 U as little man in Cingular logo;-)
J: 1,000 x good nite!
R: Parting = sweet sorrow. Totally. :'(
J: 4 real!
R: Hee! L8r, sweetie! :-)
J: :-*
