Me: (To a table) Would you like anything else tonight?
Old Man: Just answer me one thing.
Me: What's that?
Old Man: Are you an actor?
Me: (Pause) ...How did you know?
Old Man: Well are you?
Me: Yes, I am. I have not been onstage in a year, but yes. That is my passion. That is what I was born to do. I have been in this shithole of a town for four months and no one had noticed that. ...How did you?
Old Man: I could just tell. My daughter is an actor, and a director. I am a writer. I just knew.