Peter: And I have a Dachshund. Named Carl. Which is fun.
(He smiles, she
smiles he wants to say… but doesn’t) Carl awaits. (Peter leaves, forgetting his hat.
Henrietta smiles, Picks up his hat. Flips it and puts it on her head. Peter returns.)
Sorry. Hat. (Henrietta hands him the hat. He touches her hand.) I think that…
you might be quite… marvelous. I think that. Often. (Silence. He begins to
leave before Henrietta begins to speak.) There’s an ocean liner leaving
tomorrow — You should be on it — I’ll be on it — I’m saying come with me
— To Europe — For a month — or two? You don’t have to decide now — but
close to now because the liner leaves tomorrow — I said that — Pack warmly
— cold at night — We might stop in Spain —And there’s dancing and lobster
and water and moonlight and bobbing around and that’s romantic — or
sickening — Either way there’ll be an eclipse. Which is fun.