Sandy finally broke his silence, asking softly to the woman on his arm.
THE WOMAN IN BLUE
My name’s Lily.
(To THE WOMAN IN RED.)
And what’s your name?
He asked louder, to the woman next to Trevor.
THE WOMAN IN RED
My name’s Lily too.
For a moment Sandy thought about how much brandy he’d had to drink, and leant across to whisper conference with his friend.
(Quietly, to TREVOR.)
You hired two girls – both named Lily?
Trevor put his hands up in a bashful shrug.
(Quietly, to SANDY.)
Yeah, I figured we’re old men mate, saves us remembering too much.
(Quietly, again to TREVOR.)
Well, then. How about: Lily Red – and Lily Blue?