For my Central audition the year before, I chose to perform a 'Modern' speech from a play about two Liverpudlian blokes who spent a day on the beach with their girlfriends. The quieter one of the two men comes out with this story of how, as a decorator, he had had to go in to the local night-club a while back and repaint the ladies toilets. Having never been in there before, being male, it comes as a bit of a shock to him. He descibes the graphic graffiti on the walls and the nauseating smell "of c**t and scent", and his disgust. I gave the end of the speech a slightly sinister slant and made him retreat into himself a little as he explains how he covered it all in bright orange paint.