In the reception room of Susan's office. Susan greets Harry and Michelle. |
Susan: |
Hi, Michelle. Hello, Harry. It's nice to see you again. |
Michelle: |
Hello. |
Harry: |
Hi, Susan. We have both been excited about seeing you and having lunch with you today. [He hands Susan a bouquet of flowers.] Michelle picked these flowers out for you. |
Michelle: |
Daddy, can we go soon? |
Harry: |
We're going to go to lunch in a few minutes, honey. |
Michelle: |
But I'm thirsty. |
Harry: |
OK. You go out and get a drink of water at the fountain. |
Susan: |
[pointing] The fountain is over there, Michelle. Near the Exit sign. |
Michelle: |
Thank you. |
Harry: |
Michelle was a little shy. |
Susan: |
I used to be that way when I was her age. Harry, if Michelle doesn't want to go, we don't have to. |
Harry: |
She'll be fine. Remember, I haven't dated anyone else since her mother died. This is a little difficult for her. Are you ready to go? |
Susan: |
Yes. But could you wait one minute? I have a call to make. Would you excuse me? [She goes into her office. Sam is there.] Sam, get Mr. Levine at Toytown Stores on the telephone for me, please. |
Sam: |
Right. [He dials.] Hello, Susan Stewart calling Mr. Levine, please. [to Susan] He's on the phone. [He hands her the telephone.] |
Susan: |
Mr. Levine, Susan Stewart. I find myself in an embarrassing situation. I made another lunch date for today and forgot to enter it in my appointment book. Can you and I meet for drinks tomorrow? I'd really appreciate it. ... Yes. ... Thank you. ... Tomorrow at five o'clock at the Biltmore. I'll see you then. Thank you, Mr. Levine. [She hangs up.] |
At the South Street Seaport later that afternoon. |
Waiter: |
Welcome to the South Street Restaurant, folks. What'll it be? |
Harry: |
What do you recommend? |
Waiter: |
Well, the crab salad's always a big hit. |
Harry: |
Susan, would you like the crab salad? |
Susan: |
I'd love the crab salad. |
Harry: |
Michelle, would you like to try the crab salad, too? |
Michelle: |
OK, Daddy. |
Harry: |
We'll have the three crab salads and a pitcher of lemonade. |
Waiter: |
Help yourself to celery and carrots and other vegetables. |
Harry: |
[to Susan] We used to catch crabs. |
Susan: |
Where was that? |
Harry: |
We had a summer house on Fire Island. Do you remember, Michelle? |
Michelle: |
Sure. You and Mommy used to take me on the ferryboat. |
Harry: |
Sometimes, at night, we would go down to the beach and catch crabs, remember? |
Michelle: |
With a piece of meat on a string! |
Harry: |
Right. Well, I think I'm going to go get us all some vegetables. [Harry leaves the table. The waiter arrives and sets down their food.] |
Waiter: |
There you go. |
Susan: |
Thank you. |
Waiter: |
And some ice-cold lemonade. |
Susan: |
Thank you. |
Waiter: |
Enjoy it. |
Susan: |
Michelle, can I help you with the lemonade? |
Michelle: |
No, thank you. I'll wait for my father. |
Susan: |
Michelle, can we have a talk? |
Michelle: |
Sure. |
Susan: |
I know you miss your mother. |
Michelle: |
You do? |
Susan: |
Yes. And I'm not trying to take her place. |
Michelle: |
Then why are you and Daddy spending so much time together? |
Susan: |
Because we like each other. And right now, he needs a friend. |
Michelle: |
I'm his friend. |
Susan: |
I know you are. |
Michelle: |
Sometimes he's very sad. |
Susan: |
And so are you, I think. |
Michelle: |
Sometimes. |
Susan: |
I'd like to be your friend, too. Will you let me be your friend, Michelle? [She offers her hand to Michelle. Michelle accepts it.] |
Harry: |
[He returns to the table.] So, what were you two talking about? |
Michelle: |
Just girl talk, Daddy. It's too hard to explain. |
Harry: |
You're probably right. Well, let's get started. [They begin to eat.] |