Yes, tell her dropping down is natural—not work, like flying up.
[Kathleen begins to move toward the stairs, explaining to Frau Quixano.]
And, Kathleen! You'll get her some refreshments.
KATHLEEN [Turns, glaring]
Refrishments, is it? Give her refrishments where they mix the mate with the butther plates! Oh, Mr. David!
[She moves off toward the stairs in reproachful sorrow.]
MENDEL [Smiling]
I'll get her some coffee.
DAVID [Smiling]
Yes, that'll keep her awake. Besides, Pappelmeister was so sure the people wouldn't understand me, he's relaxing them on Gounod and Rossini.