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Well, hello there! Here I am, back in the lobby of the hotel, having afternoon tea. I can see visitors here from all around the world: there are plenty of Americans, of course, and Japanese and many other Europeans, like, there is a group of French people over there and some Italians… but I can’t see Alan- my husband, Alan. He’s not in our room; I asked, of course. So maybe he went, I don’t know, for a walk. Yeah. He’s on vacation; he can take a walk if he want to, can’t he? No problem. I’m sure he’ll be right back, I’m sure he didn’t go back to Pittsburgh...
Oh, Geez! That was horrible! I’m getting worse, not better. Don’t think about these damn women, just think about golf. There’s no finer game! Golf, the game of kings, and the king of games! Golf is my wife! Golf is my life! Yeah! Who needs a woman, when you can get a good game of golf? Only problem is this damn rain! Never mind I’m sure it will stop soon!
So, I’m still in the hotel lobby, drinking some more afternoon tea. Yeah, I’ve had about six cups of tea by now. I’ve tried all the different kinds they have. They had all these cookies and cakes too, but I just said “no", like a good girl. You know me: if I just think about cake-wham! I put on a couple of pounds. So, no cakes or cookies for me. And no Alan, either. Maybe he went for a really really long walk. No, I don’t think so, I know he doesn’t like walking. Or maybe he went to see a movie. Or maybe he went back to Pittsburgh. Maybe he really did. Maybe he was that mad… The rain isn’t stopping; it’s getting worse! Ah, Geez! I can’t play golf in this damn rain. It’s impossible! Ah, this is just so damn stupid! I never wanted to play golf on my own, anyway. I wanted to play a round of golf with Deborah. That’s the truth. Darn it! Oh, Geez, I’m going to go back to the hotel, I guess she’ll be there by now. I don’t know what I’m going to say to her…
I really think I’ve had enough tea now. I’ve had uh…ten cups. Yeah, I really can’t drink any more tea. Don’t mistake me; I like tea. I really do, but, uh… I’ve had enough now so what am I going to do? I don’t know, I just wait a moment, who’s that coming through the door. Yes, it’s him. It really is! Alan!
-Hello Deborah!
-Hello, Alan, you look wet.
-That’s because I am wet. It’s raining
-Yeah.
-Very hard.
-Yeah. Uh…where have you been?
-I went to play golf.
-Oh, of course! Did you have a good round?
-No, I had terrible round.
-Oh, gee! Why was that?
-Because of the damn rain! And because you weren’t there.
-Yeah?
-Look, I’m sorry. Deborah, for just walking off like that. I was so mad.
-That’s alright, honey. Anyway, you came back, didn’t you?
-Listen Deborah, I don’t want to go back to Alice. I want to be with you.
-Is that really true, honey?
-Yes, of course it is. Why do you think I married you?
-Oh, gee! I don’t know what to say.
-Then don’t say anything, honey.
-Well, that’s all for now. See you next time, folks.
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