agnelino:

          _{[ Standing at the door in her pajamas’s with a two litre bottle of coke in her hand, she begins to laugh. ]}

                            _{“—Who’re you lookin’ for?”} 

     _{“Old flame, you could say.”}

  _{[ He shuffles, one foot to another. He’s strongly relying on the notion that his lover purposefully gave him the wrong address. ]}

     _{“Well, I – sorry about that. This.”}