Lois and Elaine are sitting on a beach. I think they’re in costume, or it happened way back when. They met on the beach. They’re on a swing. They’re ready for a party, but they can’t get out of the chair! If Gladys and our Elaine were there, they’d sing, “Roll out the barrel! We’ll have a barrel of fun. Roll out the barrel! We’ve got the blues on the run.” With the clothes it looks like they’re dancers. If we were at the party, we’d be saying, “More!” More what? Well, it’s not lemonade! I see snow in the background–no, they’d have winter coats on. Do they like dancing? Well, Elaine always liked dancing. What are they feeling? [Slumps in chair.] They’re tired, they just got done dancing. “I’m not tired, let’s go again!” says Lois. They dream of going on a boat. Elaine says, “No, I’m comfy where I am. We’re too old to go boating!” Not if they go on a cruise! Everybody likes going on a cruise. It won’t happen, though. The way they’re dressed, they probably couldn’t afford it. Friends or relatives might be on the beach with them, but the way they’re dressed, I don’t think they’d bring relatives, they’d be around strangers. The beach smells like fish, grease from a concession stand, hamburgers, greasy hamburgers. They’re sweating, they smell perspiration. “I’m getting a little warm,” says Lois. “Use deodorant!” says Elaine. If you stay in the sun long enough, you will sweat. Someone’s probably smoking a cigar. They smell popcorn. They hear each other talking, they don’t hear anything else. They just look like they’re having a good time. They’re not thinking about what they’re going to do, they’re just having a little get-together. They’ve been out all afternoon. Next they’ll probably go home and relax, if they’re smart!