Morning. I am making porridge. Henry sits drawing at the table. Alice stands at the kitchen door.
Alice: Knock knock knock!
Me: Who could that be?
Henry: Come in!
Alice walks in slowly and deliberately, like she's watching herself on TV.
Alice: Hi!
Me: Alice! It's you!
Henry: (looking up from his work) It has been so long.
She walks toward me holding out her hand.
Alice: I shake your hand!
We shake.
Me: How have you been, my friend?
Alice: Great!
She walks toward Henry
Alice: I shake your hand!
They shake.
Alice: Nice see you!
Henry: (grinning) It's nice to see you.
Alice: OK! Bye!
She walks out the kitchen door.
Me: I miss Alice already.
Henry: Me, too.
Alice: Knock knock knock!
Me: Who could that be...
We do this about a dozen times without deviating from the script.
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There's a zen aspect to all this, isn't there...?
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