Mini Skirt walks into the room, hauling a big bag.

Zikoko: Hi… welcome to Interview With 

Mini Skirt: Thank you. 

[Mini skirt pulls out two lapel mics and transmitters. She hands one to Zikoko]

Zikoko: What’s happening?

Mini Skirt: They said this is the best place to clear the air. 

[Mini Skirt mounts a ring light in front of the table and sets her phone] 

Zikoko: Who said?

[Mini Skirt stops and stares at Zikoko]

Mini Skirt: People. 

Zikoko: Okay. Can you at least tell us what’s in the air that you want to clear?

Mini skirt:

I thought you’d never ask. 

[Mini Skirt sits and holds the mic to her lips]

Mini Skirt: Hi. First name, Mini. Last name, Skirt. If it isn’t the size of a belt, and there isn’t a possibility of your nyash getting air time, then please, stop giving it my name.

Zikoko: Oh, that’s it? I thought it was something serious.

Mini Skirt:

That isn’t serious? There are clout chasers out there, trying to attach themselves to my brand, and I’m supposed to keep quiet? Zikoko.

Zikoko: Oh no, never. That’s not what we’re saying. It’s just the way you came in and set up all your equipment. It looked like we were about to get an exclusive. You know, a tell-all.

Mini Skirt: On what?

Zikoko: Where you’ve been all this while…

Mini Skirt: Did you people put me anywhere? I’ve been in my house.

Zikoko: No, we mean before you and the sabi girls struck a deal.

Mini Skirt: What deal? There’s no deal. Sabi girls are bad bitches, and they sabi things. They know I’m the shit, and they’re not afraid of my power.

Zikoko: What’s your power?

Mini Skirt:

I’m the elevator.

Zikoko: [Zikoko looks up from their notepad] Hmm? 

Mini Skirt: I elevate any look. You can pair me with anything, and I’ll still be the star of the show. That’s why they call me small but mighty.

Zikoko: Who calls you small but mighty?

Mini Skirt: People.

Zikoko: They don’t have names?

Mini Skirt: Do you have a problem with me?

Zikoko: Sorry?

Mini Skirt: I see you with your palazzo, so obviously, you like to suffocate your legs. Maybe that’s why you feel some type of way about me. It’s okay, Zikoko.

[Mini Skirt takes Zikoko’s hands] 

Mini Skirt: It’s alright. You can let your legs breathe.

Zikoko: My legs are just fine.

Mini Skirt: Are you sure about that? If my brand isn’t your thing, I have a friend — Ashewo Shorts. He can hook you up faster than you can say his name.

[Mini Skirt’s alarm rings]

Mini Skirt: This was fun. Did you have fun? I did.

Zikoko: I still have some questions for you.

Mini Skirt: I feel for you, but I have places to be, so I’m done answering them.

[Mini Skirt packs up the last of her equipment into her bag]

Mini Skirt: Bye!