Catherine: (bustling into room with two knapsacks, and multiple boxes and bags) Piggy? I'm back! (Stops, looks around room in dismay. It is, well, rather untidy, with clothing and shopping bags strewn about the room. There is a definite odor of burnt popcorn coming from the kitchen, and there are several plates, an empty ice cream carton and about six mostly empty glasses sitting on the coffee table, along with several glossy magazines.) Piggy? (Goes to her room and sets the boxes, bags and knapsacks on her bed. Comes back out and begins to pick up clothing in a laundry basket. Carries the dishes back to the kitchen and runs a sink of hot, soapy water. Sighs. Wishes she could get in the sink of hot, soapy water, but gets a warm, soapy sponge and wipes out the microwave instead. Starts a teapot boiling. While the dishes are soaking, she begins to gather the boxes and shopping bags. The bedroom door opens and Piggy emerges wearing her robe, looking tousled and rested.)
Piggy: Oh--hello! You are back! I thought I heard someone. (She eyes Catherine's disheveled appearance.) Did you have a nice time, um, wherever you went?
Catherine: Yes, actually. My family reunion last weekend was fun, and camp was great, too. (Eyeing Piggy sternly.) This place looks as though you were having a bit of a vacation, too. Did you go shopping every day while I was out?
Piggy: (Rushing forward and giving two enthusiastic kissy-kissy kisses on Catherine's cheeks, an obvious ploy to avoid the question) Welcome home, roomie!
Catherine: Piggy--
Piggy: Are you going to bake something now?
(There is a moment when they look at each other, one not-so-innocently hopeful, the other trying hard not to be amused.)
Catherine: (sighing) Yes--I guess I could manage to cook something. Pull up a chair at the table and visit with me while I do the dishes.
Piggy: Oh--the dishes. Didn't I put my teacup away this morning?
Catherine: (giving Piggy a look) No. (She rummages around in the cabinet over the stoves, peeks in the fridge. In a moment, she is boiling pasta and steaming some frozen vegetables.)
Piggy: (accepting a cup of tea and stirring in sugar and cream) So you went to camp. I didn't know they had camp for grown-ups.
Catherine: This wasn't a camp for grownups. Piggy, I told you what I was going to be doing.
Piggy: Well, um, tell me again. (little laugh) You're such a fascinating story-teller. (flutters lashes)
Catherine: (not buying it) I spent the last week with about eighteen kids every day. We went hiking and to archery and played sports and made crafts.
Piggy: (clearly horrified) And you finally escaped?
Catherine: (laughing at last) No, Piggy. I didn't escape. Camp was over yesterday and I came home.
Piggy: (in a conspiratorial growl) Why did you have to go? Were you doing community service or something?
Catherine: No, silly. I did it because I enjoyed the children and because I think every kid ought to have a chance to go to camp.
Piggy: Did they pay you?
Catherine: (rinsing pasta in cold water and mixing it with Italian dressing and the veggies) I got this t-shirt.
(They stare at each other.)
Piggy: I will never understand you.
Catherine: (putting a steaming plate of pasta salad in front of Piggy) But you love me anyway.
Piggy: (lets out a little squeak of pleasure at the sight of food) Yes--roomie. I love you anyway.
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