Gwen: ... Yes.
Colin: I’ve got those tickets.
Gwen: Oh, thank you.
Colin: For to-morrow night.
Gwen: Thank you.
[Unexpectedly there is an awkward little silence between them ... it grows uncomfortably.
Gwen: ... Won’t you have a cigarette?
Colin (gratefully): Thank you.
[He takes and lights one; she does the same; the horrid little silence hasn’t been killed.
Gwen: It’s a long time since I went to the theatre. It is kind of you.