Eileen
To drive over to Scranton in.
Lucille
A sigh.
I suppose I ought to get consolation out of one thing. I never expect a phone call or a mash note or an invitation or even a half pound box of candy. Whatever happens is velvet.
Eileen
You’re a fool if you keep it up. You ought to break away while there’s still time.
Lucille
That’s an easy thing to say. I haven’t got any grounds, in the first place.