Archivos por etiqueta: Moira Buffini


Rita. What were you terrified of? Dieter. Well, if you want the whole story, I was reaching for the Scotch one night- Anita enters, with a bottle of champagne. Anita. Just opening this; I haven’t gone away! Rita. We’re fine. Dieter. And I was suddendly convulsed with pain and I was violently sick-it was quite […]