Don't Look At Me

SALLY
Ben, it's me.
Now, folks, we bring you
Di-rect from Phoenix,
Live and in person.
Sally Durant!
Here she is at last,
Twinkle in her eye,
Hot off the press.
Strictly a mess,
Nevertheless...
(smiling nervously)
Hi, Ben...
(before he can respond)
No, don't look at me-
Please, not just yet.
Why am I here? This it crazy!
No, don't look at me-
I know that face.
You're trying to place
The name...
Say something, Ben, anything.
No, don't talk to me.
Ben, I forget;
What were we like? It's so hazy!
Look at these people.
Aren't they eerie?
Look at this party.
Isn't it dreary?
I'm so glad I came.
BEN:
Can I look now? (She nods, smiling nervously) Yes, it's possible
You might be Sally. Did you fall asleep at Toscanini broadcasts?
(She nods.) Did you eat Baby Ruths for breakfast?
SALLY:
I still do sometimes. Oh, Ben, you're just the way
I knew you'd be. You make me feel like I was nineteen
and the four of us were going on the town.
BOTH:
So-
I just look at us...
SALLY:
Fat...
BEN:
Turning gray...
BOTH:
Still playing games,
Acting crazy.
SALLY
Isn't it awful?
BEN:
God. how depressing-
BOTH:
Me, I'm a hundred.
You, you're a blessing-
I'm so glad I came!
BEN:
What we need is a drink.