European Hotel Confessions- Scene 1 -

A small, dimly lit hotel lobby in Vienna. Late autumn. Rain streaks the window. An ancient elevator with a folding metal gate stands stage left. A front desk with a brass bell and a leather guest book.

(Without looking up) We have no vacancies. European Hotel Confessions- Scene 1

To whom?

Told her what?

(Returns the letter) The woman who slept in your bed the night before you arrived. She wrote to a man who was already dead. She didn’t know. We never told her. A small, dimly lit hotel lobby in Vienna

(Sets down the glass) In this city, everyone leaves a forwarding address. You just have to know which cemetery to ask. European Hotel Confessions- Scene 1