LULU. There is the key.
SCHIGOLCH. Better have left it in the lock.
LULU. Why?
SCHIGOLCH. So no one can unlock it from outside.
RODRIGO. Isn't he at the stock-exchange?
LULU. Oh, yes, but he suffers from persecution-mania.
RODRIGO. I take him by the feet, and yup!—there he stays sticking to the roof.
LULU. He hunts you into a mouse-hole with the corner of his eye.
RODRIGO. What does he hunt? Who does he hunt? (Baring his arm.) Just look at this biceps!
LULU. Show me. (Goes left.)