Taylor.
Please what?
Norah.
[With a smile.] Yes, please.
Taylor.
Oh!
[He gives her a look, and she, a quiet smile on her face, cuts two or three pieces of bread and butter. Then she gets tea out of the tin and puts it in a teapot.]
Taylor.
I guess you’d better take your hat and coat off.
[Norah does so without answering.]