[Kurt arrives a while later, dressed smartly as usual and carrying an armful of flowers. He looks much smaller and thinner than when Franz last saw him; he seems to be shrinking every day, or else he's making quite an effort to disappear right now. He seems stiff and rigid, as if he's holding something back.]
Hey, you two. May I come in? [A wry smile.] Unless I'm interrupting something.
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Hey, you two. May I come in? [A wry smile.] Unless I'm interrupting something.