Tess and Ralph are secretly courting each other and meet in the
START: TESS. It’s like being on top of the world.
RALPH. Look, there’s King’s. And Girton!
TESS. And Orion. Up there.
RALPH. You didn’t even look.
END: TESS. In two million years! I wonder what else they’ll be thinking.
RALPH. That he wouldn’t swap this for anything in the world. There’s no one like you, Tess Moffat.
[They might kiss…]
Jessica Swale, Blue Stockings, NHB Modern Plays, e-book edition, 2013, pp.103-105.