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54 Dr. Bradley and Ema LAUGH at the story. Roxana acts politely amused, Elvira looks ill. Dr. Bradley finally picks a dinner roll and passes the plate to Elvira. DR. BRADLEY (CONT.) I tell you, Ema, it was rousing good fun! Squeamishly, she sets it down on the table. EMA Oh, Bradley, you always have the most amusing stories! ELVIRA The Maid walks up behind Elvira's left shoulder and scoops a large glop of goopy gray gruel onto Elvira's plate. ELVIRA That looks?╟÷delicious. EMA It's gruel. ELVIRA Damn straight, it's cruel. I was starving! EMA No, Madam. It's hot gruel. WIDER TO INCLUDE THE OTHERS The Maid serves them all a glop of gruel. EMA I'm afraid those of the Hellsubus clan can consume only the most pallid mash, wear only the softest garments, tolerate only the faintest light. You see, my husband and Roxana suffer from certain...peculiarities of temperament.