Roger heads for the hotel elevator.
Upstairs, he arrives at room four sixty-three and listens at the door. Hearing nothing, he presses the doorbell.
Eve answers the door, looking shocked.
“Hello,” says Roger. He steps inside. Eve closes the door.
Roger turns around and looks at her. “Surprised?” he asks, smiling.
Eve pauses. “Yes,” she replies.
“No getting rid of me, is there?” says Roger. Eve responds by running to his arms and hugging him. Roger, confused by this reaction, slowly puts his arms around her. “I could use a drink,” he says.
“I have some Scotch,” says Eve, not looking at him. she walks toward a table.
“With water – – no ice,” continues Roger. Eve reaches for the Scotch. Roger ponders her reactions.