(A stranded couple. Albert guides Jessica to the centre of the stage. Jessica is blind.) JESSICA: Can you describe what you see? ALBERT: There’s nothing worth seeing here. JESSICA: Still. ALBERT: (long sigh.) There’s a solitary tree in front of us. There’s sand all around it in all directions for as far as one can see. JESSICA: Wow. That is so exciting! I can only imagine how beautiful it looks. ALBERT: It isn’t as extraordinary as you must imagine. JESSICA: Do we have to be extraordinary to be beautiful? ALBERT: (pause. pondering) I guess not. JESSICA: Can you describe what else you see? ALBERT: There’s nothing worth seeing here. JESSICA: Still. ALBERT: (short sigh) The sky is a shade of maroon with no sign of clouds. I assume it barely rains here. JESSICA: Wow. It would be such a marvelous sight to watch it rain here. ALBERT: That’d never happen. JESSICA: Do we need to watch it happen to enjoy it? ALBERT: (pause. pondering) I guess not. JESSICA: Can you describe what else you see? ALBERT: There’s nothing worth seeing here. JESSICA: Still. ALBERT: The sun, a massive orange orb, is sinking below the horizon. JESSICA: Wow! It must look like a molten coin melting into the sand. ALBERT: That’s overselling it. JESSICA: Do we have to be poets to romanticize it? ALBERT: (pause. pondering) I guess not. JESSICA: Can you describe what else you see? ALBERT: There’s nothing worth seeing here. JESSICA: Still. ALBERT: I see you. Your face. Your lips curve into a beautiful smile. Your face glows as bright as the sand reflecting the sun's rays. JESSICA: Wow! That was way too sweet, Albert! ALBERT: Do we have to be happy to make others happy? JESSICA: (Ponders. Gentle smile.) I guess not.