Re-enter Alice with two bottles and glasses, L.
Alice. (Looking at label.) “Veuve Clicquot.” How’s that?
Mrs. S. Goodness, he’ll think I’ve been drinking champagne.
Alice. So much the better. Muss up your hair. Look silly. (Musses Mrs. S.’s hair.)
Mrs. S. Oh, Alice, I can’t do it.
Alice. Yes you can. (Noise outside, R.) There he comes. Sing a song! (Spills liquid on table. Alice seated L. takes book and pretends to read.)
Mrs. S. Poor Bob! it’ll be such a shock!
Enter Bob gaily, R.
Bob. Hello Pussie, I’m home early, you see. (Notices her.) Why Puss, what ails you? (Alarmed.) Another spell, dear?