The lights come back up when a knock sounds, and the audience is introduced to a woman - GIULIA ROMANO - late twenties to early thirties, flicking on a light and rushing down the steps. She appears to have just woken up, and approaches the front door cautiously, tucking her robe around her body. When it opens, a mailman - JOSEPH - is revealed, carrying a slim envelope. A drop of brownish liquid is dried to the front of it.
JOSEPH: Miss, good day. One letter, as usual.
GIULIA: (She takes the letter cautiously.) Very persistent, isn't he, Signor Joseph? (She make a show of opening the envelope and, without a glance at the words, tacking it to a corkboard in the room.) And always on schedule. I'll give you one thing, he is not easily deterred.
(JOSEPH says nothing at first.)
JOSEPH: I see you are not going to read that one, either. (He back pedals at GIULIA’s incredulous look.) Not that your business is any concern of mine, I mean, Miss Romano.
(GIULIA heaves a sigh.)
GIULIA: Do you suppose I should read them?
JOSEPH: (He looks at her with sympathy.) I do not suppose that is much of my business, yes?
GIULIA: (She looks mildly perturbed) Why, Signor Joseph, that is not much of an answer. What's the right thing to do?
JOSEPH: Life is not simply black and white, Miss Romano. (He turns to go, walking through the front door.) Good luck. ...How do you say? Ah! In bocca al lupo. (JOSEPH exits.)
The stage darkens once more.
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Oh, No, Tony!
Romance(Before reading, notice that this is a script for a musical I am writing!! It is not meant to follow the same guidelines as a run-of-the-mill novel, and in fact does not include every aspect of a book within it!! I hope you enjoy! I might later incl...
