Concept: In this world, artists are allowed to pay using their art, by performing instead of paying for what they have bought.
Sketch: The sketch begins with people waiting in a long line at the convenience store. While the camera pans from the last individual to the first one, we see there is a second line where people (who are not artists) can go and just pay with money for their groceries.
The first individual is seen to juggle with random objects from the table. The guy over at the cashier evaluates the performance and give the individual his change. The atmosphere is pretty plain, it feels as if this is routine, not exactly a spectator enjoying a performance.
Our main character is third or forth in line and we see him to be quite obnoxious. Thy gets in a conversation with the tattooed guy behind him and we find out it's thy's first time paying using his art.
Tattooed guy: "How much do you have to pay for?"
Protagonist: "I bought a pack of gum."
Tattooed guy starts laughing then pats thy on the back (I keep saying "thy" because the protagonist can either be a girl or a boy)
Tattooed guy: What's your art?
Protagonist: Magic.
Cashier: Next.
Tattooed guy: That's you. Good luck, sport.
The protagonist follows this with a badazzling routine of color changes and transpositions, turning regular objects in amazing objects, torn and restored cards and coins - basically he is going through an array of effects that he has been practicing for very long. Every artist around the magician is seen pretty absorbed by what is happening.
The performance ends and our protagonist is seen almost sweating. The cashier couldn't be more blunt in his reaction. We can see the tattooed guy pretty speechless. He gives the protagonist a thumbs up.
Cashier: Here's your change. Come again.
The magician looks down at the rest he is given: it's around 100$.
"WOOOHOOO. HOLY SHIT. YES. MY MOMMA said I'd be a disgrace. WOOHOO. Take a load at this boy." the dialogue fades out as the magician wonders dancing outside the store.
Time: 3 minutes.