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It is present time. Jane’s flat. It is winter. There is some noise coming from the street below where a protest is taking place. There is a knock on the door. Jane opens the door:

Jane                 Mum!

Tracey              Yes, I know,

Jane                 What are you doing here?

Jane                 Mum?

Tracey              What?

Jane                 What are you doing here?

Tracey              I had a few bits to get and I forgot…. all about that.

Jane                 You should have called, or txt me.

Tracey              I can’t be doing with all that txting lark.

Jane                 What if I’d been out, mum?

Tracey              I don’t know. Please don’t shout. I’ve had enough for one day.

Jane                 Well, you’ll have to stay here now.

Tracey              Sorry love,

Jane                 Do you want a drink?

Tracey              Cup of tea, you’re home early.