A bather enters a bathroom wrapped in a floor length tunic and begins to unravel himself, revealing a towel-like costume underneath. He bows to the audience, but something smells bad – himself. He walks over to the sink counter where lie two separate displays of competing soap brands. Unable to make up his mind which brand to choose, he turns towards the bath and gestures to it. The shower curtain rises and reveals an already prepared bath. He inches closer towards the bath and removes the towel costume. Turning dramatically, he returns to the soap displays and selects one brand for soap and the other for shampoo. He returns to the bath and places the soap on the edge of the tub, making it easier for it to fall into the tub. He removes the bottom half of the towel costume to reveal a swan- feathered tutu. Gingerly placing one foot in the tub, he removes it immediately because it’s too hot. Spying an ice bucket, he grabs it and begins to toss some ice cubes into the tub. Testing the water again, he finds that the temperature is now too cold. He dances off and finds a box of extra long fireplace matches. He lights one and feels its warmth and then tosses it into the bath. Suddenly he stops himself, how could he be so stupid. Slapping himself on the forehead, he turns on the hot water tap until he’s satisfied with the temperature. He removes the tutu, enters the bath and begins to get himself wet by raising his arms ala a synchronized swimmer and plunging them into the bath. As his arms are upraised, he happens to smell his armpits again and realizes he still stinks.
Plunging his hands into the bath, he realizes he can’t find the soap. He continues to fish around, tickling himself in the process. Where the heck is that soap? He looks up and glares at the audience. Do they have it? He attempts to get up, but can’t get any traction and slips back down into the tub. Thrashing around, he begins to get a bit discouraged, until he realizes that the soap is still on the edge of the tub. He removes the packaging from the soap bar and smells its fragrance. Yeccch! Recoiling from the putrid smell, he tosses the soap bar away, grabs the bottle of shampoo, pours some in his hands and begins to lather his hair with it. He produces some outrageous hair sculptures, but in the process gets some soap in his eyes. Reaching out blindly, he stabs at (for) the shower- head, churning the bath water with his legs. Not being able to find it, he submerges himself in the bath and continues to churn the bath water. He closes the bath curtains and from behind puts on an arm-gill costume. When he finishes dressing, the curtain opens, revealing to the audience, the show’s finale of himself as an ornament in a fountain.
