ann. Why is it so dark?
lord john. Can you hear what I'm saying?
ann. Yes.
lord john. I apologise for having kissed you . . . almost unintentionally.
ann. Thank you. Mind the steps down.
lord john. I hope I'm sober, but the air . . .
ann. Shall we sit for a minute? There are several seats to sit on somewhere.
lord john. This is a very dark garden.
There is a slight pause.
ann. You've won your bet.