ALVA. You don't seem to be in need of much more for that.
LULU. No one of them realizes anything about the others. Each thinks that he alone is the unhappy victim.
ALVA. But how can you feel that?
LULU. There runs up one's body such an icy shudder.
ALVA. You are incredible. (An electric bell rings over the door.)
LULU. My cape.... I shall keep in the proscenium!
ALVA. (Putting a wide shawl round her shoulders.) Here is your cape.
LULU. He shall have nothing more to fear for his shameless boosting.
ALVA. Keep yourself under control!
LULU. God grant that I dance the last sparks of intelligence out of their heads. (Exit.)