A lower level hall at Dulles International Airport, Washington D.C.. Centre stage is a bench, on which MAN 1 and MAN 2 are seated side by side. They are both English, in their mid-fifties, and are wearing beige trousers with trainers and polo shirts. Stage left of the bench is their luggage, gathered around a pole with a sign reading “Wait here for Airport Shuttle Service to downtown Washington D.C.”. The two men are waiting. Mid afternoon light is spilling in, though the hall itself is deep and darkish.
Pause.
MAN 1: Is this the first time you’ve been back to the States since Sarah passed away?
MAN 2: I came back to scatter her ashes.
MAN 1: Aah. [Pause] And you flew Virgin then too?
MAN 2: Yes. [Pause] They’re very good.
MAN 1: [Nods.]
Pause. Fade out.
