INT. NIGHT. DINER. ANNE (A Vivacious brunette with black patent heels and red lipstick walks in, laughing.) Syl, we’re both drinking something stronger than coffee, right? SYLVIA (Tall, but wearing flats, and long-ish hair in bangs.) If it has lemon in it, I’m fine with…

Desk: cluttered shadows – Baby’s breath stillborn – but not talking today, hon.