Two women are sitting at a park bench one day in Manhatten talking about all the gossip they could get their hands on regarding celebrity marriages.  They are both intrigued and engaged in the conversation at hand.  It's a slow and sluggish day, and everyone is going about their business as usual.  Street lights, bus brakes, car horns and white smoke from the sewer fill the streets. Suddenly, a tourist from Puerto Rico approaches them and asks them for directions to Time Square.  The ladies are at first unsure what to say, but give him directions.  He ends up finding his way. 
