Perpetual Bowing

A brown doorway with no wall. The rest in black. The door opens. A man in a black shirt and jeans walks out. The sound applause is tremendous. He waves

Man : Oh! Ok. Thank you. Thank you.

We haves them down. The applause lowers, but never subsides. The man seems happy enough. He waits for a moment. His phone rings.

Man : Hello? Hey Jerry! What's up. You're on the train? Over the bridge? Let me think. That will be. Gosh. Uhm. That'll be about fifteen minutes, tops. No that's it, you're almost here. Yup.

He hangs up - immediately the audience begins applause again. Louder.

Man : Ah geez. Thanks. Yes. Thank you.
 
He is less amused and waves it down. It is quiet now, but slightly louder than before. Man starts to whistle, he struggles with a higher note. He licks his lips and hits the note. The audience erupts, it is almost deafening.

Man : Ok! Thank you! Yes! That's very nice! Thank you! I get it! Stop!

The audience goes silent for a moment. The man sneezes or coughs. Someone far away, ever so faintly, but with the passion of a thousand Italians, screams "i love you!" followed by a woman's voice saying the same. There is yelling. Then applause so loud it merely becomes a high pitched ringing. The man mouths the words "What the fuck?! I just sneezed! What is with you people!" as well as some other expletives. Finally, though the ringing has not stopped, he seems to think it has. He looks around listening for even the faintest sound. Nothing to him.