Oh, that seems a bit ruthless.
Let's say, uh--
Abruptly, two German voices drift in from the crowd -- apparently a couple of
sailors saying "till we meet again" to each other -- "Auf wiedersehen!" "Auf
wiedersehen!" -- Dan glances in their direction, then turns back to Joan and
raises his glass, inspired.
Joan looks at Dan sadly for a beat and then agrees:
They swallow their drinks, never taking their eyes off one another. Dan holds
his empty glass by the stem and slowly turns it upside-down. Joan watches,
puzzled, as Dan smashes the top of the glass against the side of the bar and
drops the stem on the countertop where it rolls back and forth for a moment.
He grins at Joan who promptly responds in kind, smashing her glass and placing
her stem on top of his, much to his surprise and delight. We get a CLOSE VIEW
of the crossed stems. Dan gallantly tips his hat to Joan.
Dan appears ready to leave but Joan puts an arm on him.
Please. Shall I introduce you to my
Joan gestures to some people crowded behind her at the bar. Dan glances at
them and thinks it over but decides against it.
I think not. Luck has allowed us a
few drops of a Paradise cocktail--
And that would destroy the charm.
You're right. Let's trust luck will
Joan puts her hand in Dan's. They stare into each other's eyes for a long
moment. A dark look crosses her face. Her eyes waver and, with a slight grin,
she abruptly turns her back on him, as if he were suddenly a total stranger.
Dan looks thoughtful and puzzled but takes it in stride. He turns and heads
for the swinging doors. Joan turns and stares, watching him walk away. One of
Joan's friends notices her interest and watches, too.