Re: Call: Alexander/Eloise
[Fond, shifting, blankets and more creaking of the old bed in the shop.] I think my penchant for overly sweet and lukewarm tea means we taste things differently, Alexander. [Fonder.] I know you would, darling. Will you tell me how you've been? [Inhale, exhale.] She broke his heart once. She's work to do, and there's a girl she's not managed to make him forget. We're all rather lost, aren't we, Alexander? All of us, with our castles and our wealth and our upbringings dipped in gold.