DAN: Thank you.
He salutes her, goes to the desk, and takes out the pills. They watch him.
MRS. BRAMSON (off) Danny!
DAN: Oh, yes, here they are….
HUBERT (to say something): Is she feeling off colour again?
DAN (on his way to the front door): Off colour? She's never been on it, man! To hear her go on you'd think the only thing left is artificial respiration, And chocolates…. (Laughing, and calling) Coming!
He goes, shutting the front door behind him.
HUBERT: No, really you have to laugh!
OLIVIA: But what you've just seen … that's exactly what I mean! It's acting! He's not being himself for a minute—it's all put on for our benefit … don't you see?
HUBERT (banteringly): D'you know, I think you're in love with him.