Lucille
Maxie, I guess. Or maybe that lyric-writer.
Starting for the door.
Eileen
Who?
Lucille
Disappearing into the hallway, talking as she goes.
YouYou know, that’s coming to see Paul. From Albany or some place.
Eileen
Oh!
Maxie
Outside.
Hello, there!
Paul
Who is it? Maxie?
Maxie
Yah, Maxie.
He is a man in his late forties, easygoing, kindly. Wears a dinner coat. He is an arranger for Goebel’s, and he knows the popular song business backwards.
Paul
Hello!