ACT I
An apartment. A couch.
Evening.
Walt sits on the couch.
Enter Eddie, wearing a face mask.
Eddie tries to take off his face mask. He gives up, exhausted, then tries again
EDDIE: Nothing to be done.
WALT: I’m beginning to come around to that opinion. Let me embrace you.
EDDIE: Six feet!
WALT: Yes. May one inquire where you’ve been?
EDDIE: The supermarket.
WALT: And they beat you?
EDDIE: Certainly, they beat me.
WALT: For what?
EDDIE: I tried to take the last box of oatmeal.
WALT: You should’ve ordered from Amazon. On the other hand, we should’ve stocked up on dry goods a million years ago, in 2019.
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