MARTIN. And her husband will tell me what a fine job he has, and all about the sweet spirit of loyalty that exists in that wonderful corporation. [Stops to light cigarette.] Jesus, Tippy, if prosperity really does come back, life is going to be an awful bore for us revolutionists.
[There is a knock, TIPPY goes and lets KEN and LAURA in. They are happy and gay and terribly in love. She can hardly keep her hands from caressing him. She finds threads to flick off his sleeve and must straighten his tie.]
LAURA. [Embracing TIPPY.] YOU dear!
KEN. Hello--hello.
LAURA. Hello, Martin,--you still a Communist?
MARTIN. And how!
LAURA. [To TIPPY.] Are Kate and Ted going to be here too?
TIPPY. You bet!
LAURA. Oh, how grand! It's going to be like old times.
KEN. [Tolerantly.] For anyone who so hated those times, Laura, I must say ...