[ After a little pause -- a delay, distraction from the way he kisses her hand -- she obliges him, reaching to flip the light switch. The room goes dim in an instant. Her eyes adjust in the gloom. ]
D'you wanna talk about it? [ A beat. Then, explicitly, not shying away from the man's name: ] About Hank.
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D'you wanna talk about it? [ A beat. Then, explicitly, not shying away from the man's name: ] About Hank.