(tea sitting on a tray; after a slight hesitation he goes to the tea table)
Won’t you come over? I allow compromise.
Why – why me?
Everyone needs someone to talk with.
At least from time to time.
Life is too complex to be kept to one’s own.
It is a speculation.
What makes you think you are that special someone?
(offers her tea; stirring it)
I think we’re good friends already.
And the world takes you seriously?
(looking at her)
Of course…it is my imaginary stage.
I don’t see why I should say things I wouldn’t mean.
We all have our … vanities. My ideal is … love.