Suddenly, Alison enters, out of breath. She has her bag with her laptop. She takes a bottle of water.
ALISON
It’s hella dark in here.
She looks around; sees the neon H. Regina stands up and faces her.
REGINA
Didn’t you hear the edict?
ALISON
Why the circus?
REGINA
I was worried.
ALISON
This is what, a chapel for Henry? What else are you going to fabricate?
Alison goes to open the curtains.
Regina stands up to draw them closed, but Alison stops her.
The technician makes a move to intervene; Regina waves them off.
REGINA
You ought to have been at the cemetery this morning. With us.
ALISON
I couldn’t.
REGINA
Too busy living the hectic life of a princess?
ALISON
I’m not a princess.
REGINA
But you are. Your father was king.
ALISON
Not anymore.
REGINA
You’re a still a member of the family. You must always remember that.
ALISON
What family?
REGINA
We used to be close.
ALISON
When I was twelve and had my hair in pigtails.
REGINA
What’s changed?
ALISON
I got older.
REGINA
Because you’re so old now. And wise to boot.
ALISON
(indicating the neon lights) What’s all this? Can’t be for him.
REGINA
It’s for us. Our grief.
ALISON
Because, at his burial, we’re what’s important. Of course. Appearances are all you care about.
REGINA
You ought to have been there this morning.
ALISON
For you.
REGINA
For the family.
ALISON
You make it sound like we’re the mafia!
REGINA
I demand to know where you were.
Regina shuts off her mic then signals to the technician to play music in our headsets. Alison does not turn off her mic, which enables us to hear the conversation.
ALISON
You are not my mother.
REGINA
I am the leader.
ALISON
I was at the cemetery. Farther in.
REGINA
Why didn’t you join us?
ALISON
You weren’t at the right grave.
REGINA
Are you saying that we missed the one with the honour guard, flag, photograph and flowers? That wasn’t Henry’s grave?
ALISON
It wasn’t Andy’s grave.
REGINA
You will stop this Andy nonsense!
I have one son and he’s called Henry.
ALISON
Henry the valiant. The fucking knight. The king of the city!
REGINA
Watch your manners. Henry was a brilliant boy!
ALISON
A real little star.
Or maybe a comet. Whose brilliance flamed out over our heads. I’m not brilliant.
I live in shadow.
Little Miss Serious.
And it was in the dark that I saw.
Andy appear.
You lie.
You’ve got more than one son.