Scene 14. The Porter.
We are in front of the Sunflowerr hotel.
Papaia rings the doorbell. No answer. Papaia rings again. Still nothing.
Banani: Maybe it’s broken…
Ravioli: Maybe there’s no one there.
The light comes on in the stairs. Someone descends noisily, complaining. After several failed attempts, the door opens, and an elderly man in pajamas appears with an annoyed expression.
Porter: Oh! Is it the right time to knock? You’ve disturbed me! People are sleeping at this hour!
Banani: But it’s only 9 PM!
Porter: At 9 PM, I’m asleep! What do you think this is? A hotel?
Papaia: Sorry! It must be a mistake. We were looking for the Sunflower hotel…
Porter: Well! Then you’ve really made a mistake! This is the Sunflowerr hotel! With two R’s!
Papaia: Ah! So it’s correct! We have a reservation!
Porter: There’s no reservation! Get out of here!
The Porter goes back inside, slamming the door shut.
Igor: According to science, it seems that the universe, at every moment, is approaching entropic death. Even in our case, it’s just a matter of time. In fact, I have a feeling that that bench across the street is becoming, for us, more important by the minute!