Marie pauses. “But, how did you know I was here?”
“Well, when I got in yesterday, I went over to Pop’s house – ” says Fred.
“Yesterday?” asks Marie. “Well, why didn’t you-“
“Well, I came here, ” says Fred, “Too late! You had already gone to work. I went from one nightclub to another.”
“You were looking for me, honey?” says Fred.
“I was looking for my wife!” says Fred, smiling.
“Well, you’ve found her now!” says Marie.
Back at the Stephenson home, Al is apparently having a second breakfast on their veranda. Millie arrives with a fresh pot of coffee, to which Al holds out his coffee cup.
“Wonder how Fred’s getting along?” asks Al.
“Fred looks to me as if he’s able to take care of himself alright,” replies Millie.
“I’m not so sure about that,” says Al. “It’s not so easy for those Air Force glamor boys when they get grounded. Now, when you’ve been in the infantry, any change is bound to be an improvement.”
Millie continues to clear the breakfast dishes.
“Will you please stop fussing, sit down, and talk to me?” asks Al.
“Alright, Sergeant,” says Millie.