Trappolo—Shan't I warm over yesterday's supply?
Ridolfo—No, make it good.
Trappolo—Master has a short memory. How long since this shop opened?
Ridolfo—You know very well. 'Tis about eight months.
Trappolo—Then 'tis time for a change.
Ridolfo—What do you mean by that?
Trappolo—When a new shop opens, they make perfect coffee. After six months,—hot water, thin broth. [Exit.]
Ridolfo—He's a wit. I'm in hopes he'll help the shop. To a shop where there's a fun-maker every one goes.
Pandolfo, keeper of the gambling-house, comes in, rubbing his eyes sleepily
Ridolfo—Master Pandolfo, will you have coffee?