LIGE.
And she ain’t thinking too much ’bout no one man. (Looks off left.) Here she come now. God! She got a mean walk on her!
WALTER.
Yeah, man. She handles a lot of traffic! Oh, mama, throw it in de river … papa’ll come git it!
LINDSAY.
Aw, shut up, you married men!
LIGE.
Man don’t go blind cause he gits married, do he? (Enter DAISY hurriedly. Stops at step a moment. She is dressed in sheer organdie, white shoes and stockings.)
DAISY.
Good evening, everybody. (Walks up on the porch.)
ALL THE MEN.
(Very pleasantly) Good evening, Miss Daisy.
DAISY.
(To CLARK) Mama sent me after some meal and flour and some bacon and sausage oil.
CLARK.
Senator been here long time ago hunting you.
DAISY.
(Frightened) Did he? Oo … Mist’ Clark, hurry up and fix it for me. (She starts on in the store.)
LINDSAY.
(Giving her his seat) You better wait here, Daisy.