Creative blog: Action exercise

I chose to do the creative exercise mentioned in The Playwtight's Guidebook of writing a scene about a person who wants a book. It's not very well thought out, but I thought it would be a nice change from the usual reflections on the reading. Then I got on the blog and saw the latest entries, and I wish I had chosen to comment on the image theatre pictures and further plans for Sexual Assault Awareness month. Oh well.
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A WOMAN is sitting on a bench at a train station reading a book. With her eyes on the book, the WOMAN fumbles in her jacket pocket and retreives a pack of gum. She pokes around inside and comes out empty.

WOMAN: Great. Out of gum.

The WOMAN places the book absent-mindedly on the bench, stands and exits. A MAN then enters, walks to the same bench and sits. He notices the book, picks it up and starts reading. The WOMAN re-enters, placing a piece of gum in her mouth and tucking the rest of the package in her pocket. She notices the MAN with her book, pauses, then sits down next to him.

WOMAN: (clearing throught quietly) Uhh...

The MAN remains engrossed in the book. The WOMAN fidgets and shoots the MAN several looks.

WOMAN: (slightly louder) Um...er...

The MAN glances over, apparently annoyed at being disturbed, and shifts away from the WOMAN. As he does so, he puts on a pair of headphones.

WOMAN: Excuse me...

No response. The WOMAN makes to tap the MAN's shoulder, but withdraws her hand.

WOMAN: (louder) Excuse me.

The MAN looks at her, but doesn't remove his headphones.

WOMAN: Um, that's my book.

MAN: (removing headphones) What?

WOMAN: It's just...uh...er...

The MAN fixes her with a cool stare and raises his eyebrow.

WOMAN: Well, that book, it's -

MAN: (Going back to reading) Quite good, I know.

Beat. The WOMAN sighs and stares at the book. She leans slowly across and attempts to read over the MAN's shoulder. He notices.

WOMAN: Um, I don't think you understand. I -

MAN: I don't think you uderstand. I'm trying to read.

WOMAN: (mutters) So was I.

MAN: What was that?

WOMAN: So was I!

MAN: Okay. So read, then.

WOMAN: I can't!

MAN: And why is that?

WOMAN: Because that's my book! You stole it!

MAN: Oh. (Beat) This is yours?

WOMAN: (exasperated) Yes! I left it on the bench.

MAN: Oh. Sorry about that.

He hands her the book.

WOMAN: Thank you.

The WOMAN opens the book and begins reading. The MAN glances over at her, than faces forward and puts his hands on his thighs. Beat.

MAN: (still facing forward) Could I borrow it sometime?

The WOMAN looks at him. End of scene.