Sandy
Bring the sugar—I might need it again—hic! Oh God!
Jackie
All right.
Myra
Vivaciously.
Good morning.
Richard
Good morning.
Myra
Are we the first down?
Richard
No, I don’t think so.
Myra
Looking out of the window.
Isn’t this rain miserable?
Richard
Appalling!
Myra
Where’s the barometer?
Richard
On the piano.
Myra
What a queer place for it to be.