LEONARD. Did you try one?
ANNE (impatiently). They’re delightful, I tried several. (She helps him) There! Got the toast? Butter? Salt? What is it?
LEONARD. Pepper.
ANNE. Pepper—there. Now have you got everything?
LEONARD. Yes, thank you, my dear. (He picks up his knife and fork.)
ANNE (putting them down again). Then before you actually begin, I have something I want to say to you.
LEONARD. You’re very mysterious. What is it?
ANNE. There is nothing mysterious about it at all. It’s perfectly plain and obvious. Only I do want you to grasp it.
LEONARD. Well? (He blows his nose. She waits for him to finish.) Well? (He is still flourishing his handkerchief. She waits patiently. He puts it back in his pocket.) Well?
ANNE. The car will be here in a quarter of an hour.