“Sure,” says Roger. “You’re my little helper, aren’t you?”
Eve hands him a drink. “To us,” says Roger. “To a long and lasting friendship.” He clinks their glasses together. “Meaning from now on, I’m not going to let you out of my sight, sweetheart.”
“I’m afraid you’ll have to,” replies Eve.
“Oh no,” says Roger.
“I do have plans of my own, you know,” says Eve. “And you do have problems.”
“Well, wouldn’t it be nice if my problems and your plans were somehow – – connected?” says Roger. “Then, we could always stay close to each other, and not have to go off in separate directions. Togetherness – you know what I mean?”
The telephone rings. Eve doesn’t move to answer it.
“Well, go ahead,” says Roger. “It can’t be for me.” Roger makes a move toward the phoe but Eve moves in front of him to answer the call.
“Hello?” says Eve into the phone. “Yes. No, not yet, I’m not ready. What time? I’ll meet you. What’s the address?”