Saturday morning, a house somewhere in England, long ago. A small mattc is eating his puffa-puffa rice. His big sister is leafing through Jackie magazine while pretending to eat Shreddies. In strides their father.
Children, together: Good morning, father!
Mr C: Good morning, children. I'm glad to see you both up and ready in time for today's big race. Now, where's your mother?
Mrs C: Here I am, dear! And here's your special breakfast of racing champions. Guinea fowl for stamina, creme caramele for energy, champagne for speed, and a little extra for luck. [Dissolves small white pill in glass of champagne]
And these are for you, kids. Blue for Matty, pink for Mattina. [Gives children large pills from box labelled "Mattheson's Equine Pace Peppers"] I hope to see all three of with medals this afternoon. Lobster and Angel Delight for winners!
Matty: That's not fair, the pink ones are more powerful! Everyone knows that!
Mattina: I want a blue one as well! It's not fair I have to have a pink one just cos I'm a girl!
[Children start fighting. Cereal bowls crash to the floor. Mr C sighs and calmly takes both pink and blue pills, washing them down with a second glass of champagne]
End of Scene 1