The White Elephant 19: Love
| Ceilia: | Oh! Who left this box of chocolates here? |
| Mary: | Who are they for? |
| Ceilia: | Well, you must have a secret admirer ... it's got you name on it. |
| Mary: | Oh I love chocolate to bits. |
| Ceilia: | Do you know who they're from? |
| Mary: | Oh, they'll be from Peter ... he's always buying me little gifts. |
| Ceilia: | That's very sweet. Has he got the hots for you? |
| Mary: | No, he's just pleased to have a friend. Ssshh, here he comes. |
| Peter: | There it is ... |
| Ceilia: | Everything OK Gordon? |
| Gordon: | Yes of course. Why do you have to keep asking that? |
| Mary: | There's no love lost between you two! |
| Ceilia: | Yes, well it's a love-hate relationship. More hate than love! |
| Gordon: | Actually, it's this chocolate souffle I'm making. I can't seem to get the right type of milk chocolate for love nor money. |
| Mary: | Oh ... would you like to use one of these? |
| Gordon: | Yes. |
| Mary: | Gordon! I said just use one. These were a present. |
| Gordon: | I know ... I mean ... cooking is a labour of love and sometimes I get carried away. |
| Mary: | Oh Peter. I'm so sorry. The chocolates you bought for me ... Gordon's just used them all in the soufflé. |
| Peter: | Chocolates? I didn't buy you any chocolates Mary – why would I do that? |
| Mary: | Then who were they from? |
| Ceilia: | Ooo, I love a good mystery. |
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