Time: 3:45AM.
Scene: The bedroom. Total darkness.
[Ring, ring, ring… Anita scrabbling for phone – it’s on her side – we’re both instantly awake and wondering who died.]
Anita: “Wuzzah … … Hello?”
Ed: “What’s wrong?”
Anita: [Hangs up telephone] “Some airplane is delayed somewhere in the world.”
Ed: ???