In a dark room in Vilafranca del Penedès. It is 1 a.m.
Stephanie: I'm cold.
Raisa: [Mumbles, shuffles out of bed and turns on the lights]
A minute passes.
Raisa appears at the foot of Stephanie's bed, struggling to unfold a thick Jacquard- woven fabric.
Stephanie: [squinting] That's a...curtain.
[There is a pause]
Raisa: [Blinks a couple of times]
[Uproarious laughter]
END SCENE.
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