(Characters: Paula, Margaret
Setting: Emergency stairwell, Opera House during blackout. 10:00 p.m.)
Paula: Does anybody read Joost van den Vondel these days.
Margaret: I know I don’t.
Paula: But if he asks.
Margaret: And if he asks.
Paula: He very well might.
Margaret: Well let him.
Paula: What is it you’ve been reading.
Margaret: Just like that.
Paula: Just like that.
Margaret: Well say ‘oh this and that’.
Paula: Que sais-je.
Margaret: As easy a question as the answer zips blunt.
Paula: Nothing.
Margaret: Nothing.
Paula: A big fat crybaby nothing.
Margaret: But don’t you think it’s more out of a sense of.
Paula: Don’t confuse me what was.
Margaret: He’s probably too self-absorbed to care.
Paula: I interest him though.
Margaret: Ooh la la.
Paula: I think he adores me I’m pretty sure.
Margaret: Then make him earn your companionship.
Paula: He already has.
Margaret: I don’t mean that goose.
Paula: Well then what exact.
Margaret: He’s lolled his tongue in Undine’s well and keeps coming back for more.
Paula: Still I’d like to be able to say something that doesn’t make me look like a total.
Margaret: Okay let’s do this.
Paula: You have some ideas.
Margaret: No just one.
Paula: That’s better than none.
Margaret: It’s all you’ll need.
Paula: Tell me.
Margaret: Give me a kiss first.
Paula: There.
Margaret: Now sit down and close your eyes and relax and I’ll tell you the prettiest story that’s ever been told.