"No. Noodnick Jake. And then I lost hold...."
"On Mig?"
"Myself. You saw me down there...." Lennox winced in shame. "Hysterical."
"Maybe you're afraid of the dark."
"I wish it were something nice and simple like that; but the cellar was just the pay-off on something worse. I.... When did you see me last?"
"Yesterday. After rehearsal. You went out for a drink with Avery Borden," Cooper answered promptly.
"I remember that. I remember the drinks. Then—I didn't sleep home last night?"
"Not last night. No."
"Christ, stand by me!" Lennox muttered.
Cooper looked bewildered. "You've slept out before. Why the production? What plays?"