The doorbell rings. He's finally here. The dining room has been prepared for three, and dinner is ready to serve. "Darling, he's here!!" Maxine shouts to her husband, slaving away in the kitchen. Her heels click on the tiled floor as she walks down the hall into the kitchen. She stands in the doorway, her robust frame crowbarred into a dress two sizes too small for her - bosom heaving. "Get the wine from the fridge and go wait in the dining room. I'll go and get the door. Don't you DARE mess tonight up!" and with that, she spins and walks towards the front door.