MARY
Naw, nor naebody else either.
JOCK
(disconcerted and apologetic)Weel, ye see, A thocht mebbe that efter whit we were sayin’ last nicht ye widnae want tae see me this mornin’.
MARY
Naw, there wis naethin’ in that tae pit us aff the usual.
JOCK
(with eagerness)Then, wull ye tell me——
MARY
(cutting him short and putting the cocoa on the table) There’s yer cocoa. Ye’ll better drink it when it’s hot.