Like them Texas boys we saw on the train from Florence. Tried to make us get up like we got their seats. Hmmmph.
CAL
Difference is here, they couldn’t make us get up. I’ll never go back South. I was born in North Carolina, but we moved to Chicago when I was a pup. I’m a city boy, Bama. Ain’t that what Tilda calls you?
DESSI
Yeah. She crazy.
CAL
You still haven’t heard from her?
DESSI
Nah, and I’m a little worried ’cause it’s been a long time since her last letter. When we were traveling from city to city, it was hard to get mail, but she knows we’re here at the hotel for a while. I’ve written to her, but she . . . I don’t know.
CAL
You two are so close. The best of friends.
DESSI (LOOKING A LITTLE UNCOMFORTABLE)
We are, yeah.
CAL
Dessi, it’s okay, ya know?
DESSI
What’s okay?
CAL
That you love Tilda.
DESSI (STARES AT HIM)
Yeah?
CAL
Yeah.
DESSI (LOOKS AT HER WATCH AND RUBS HER ARMS)
Well, we been out here long enough. My black is burning.
CAL (LAUGHING AND PACKING THE FOOD AND MUSIC)
I heard that. Let’s go find the band so we can rehearse.
INTERIOR – HOTEL DU CAP – DAY
Dessi and Calenter the hotel still carrying their beach bag and dressed in swimwear. Concierge at the front desk flags them down.
CONCIERGE