Sitting around the table are Stanley and Stella conversing on the events of the previous evening.
Stanley Stella baby im so sorry.
Stella Its alright Stan i happen to be used to it but what about Blanche, the poor thing was shaking out of fear.
Stanley I was drunk Stell, it wasnt my fault.
Stella I was talking about Blanche.
Stanley Do we have to talk about that drama queen.
Stella Stan she is my sister and I happen to be the only one she has at the moment so show a little interest.
Stanley Well she aint doing us any good Stell.
Stella Why do you say that? She has been through so much after last night only God knows hows she's feeling or what she's thinking.
Stanley Well that's her fault for being where she is'nt wanted!
Stella You are really not helping Stan, not one bit!
Stanley (goes over to her in a lazy stride, kneels to her level and whispers something in her ear softly) Baby we dont need her, we dont need her. It can be just you and me, like old times.
Stella (moves her head the opposite way to Stanleys face, and looks out of the window) She's my sister Stan, how many times do i have to say that to you, she's blood. She has been through far too much for me to just leave her like this.
Stanley Stell just think about, think about us, think about me, then you'll realise. (walking towards the door) I'm off to grease the car, be back in a minute. (shouts) Think about it Stell.
Stella (turns her head slowly round) But I love her Stan - Oh he's gone.
