Poseur

A room. A few chairs, with a neat pile of clothing on one chair. NELL sits with a notebook in her lap; she writes a couple of words on the current page, stares at them. LEN ENTERS wearing a short white robe and flip-flops. He does not see Nell. He rotates his arms, stretches.

LEN

Hell of a way to make a living...

NELL

What?

LEN

What?

(sees Nell)

Oh. What are you doing in here?

NELL

What do you mean?

LEN

You don’t oughta be in here.

NELL

Are you the king of the room?

LEN

What?

NELL

This is a free room. I come here all the time.

LEN

Well, you don’t oughta be in it when I’m in it.

NELL

Why?

LEN

This is the break room for me. I get to come in here to not be seen, not be on view. Get it?

NELL

Me, too.

LEN

Why aren’t you in the other room, where you belong?

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