A Scene

By Mark Morgan

The LIVING ROOM of a HOME, DAYTIME. It is an attractive, but modest home. CORRINNE DILLINGHAM is sitting in a chair, reading a book by the (unlit) FIREPLACE. Her husband, SETH DILLINGHAM, has just opened the front door, obviously just back from a trip. A stack of luggage is just visible to the audience outside the door, including the corner of a LARGE STEAMER TRUNK just visible underneath the other bags.

SETH: (Entering.) Hi, honey. That was a brutal business trip.
CORRINNE: (Rises to meet him, gives him a hug.) I'm glad you're back. So it went well?
SETH: Yeah, I think so. They're going to deploy Conversant across their whole network, and they have a bunch of things they want us to customize for them.
CORRINNE: I'll never see you at home again, huh?
(They both laugh.)
CORRINNE: They must have run you roughshod. Two extra days!
SETH: (Looking furtive.) Um, actually, I got done there early. I, uh, made a side trip.
CORRINE: Side trip?
SETH: Yeah, to Oregon. You know that writer guy, the one I kept trying to get to just move his site over to us?
CORRINE: (Suspicious) Yes...
SETH: Well, I got tired of messing with him and I kind of took care of it.
CORRINNE: So he's going to do it?
SETH: (Sheepishly.) Well, that's not for sure yet. But I think he'll come around. Um, you want to help me with that trunk?
CORRINE: (Gets it.) Seth!
SETH: Well, I told him I'd let him out as soon as he agrees. . . .

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