TADASHI: Well, I brought a surprise for you.
KEIKO: A Surprise?
TADASHI: Yes! I know you haven’t seen your father, so . . . (calling to outside) Otoya-san!
KEIKO : (Under her breath) It cannot be.
(Enter OTOYA)
KEIKO: Father! (She bows lower than she did before TADASHI.)
OTOYA: Keiko, it’s so good to see you! I’ve missed you so much!
KEIKO: (Nervously) Uhh! Yes. Me too, Father.
TADASHI: Ahh! You’ve prepared tea! Wonderful! You are a master of ceremonies in the
Way of Tea!
OTOYA: She learned from the best, you know—her mother!
KEIKO: Yes . . . uhh . . . green tea with a hint of lavender.
OTOYA: Still trying to change tradition, I see.
KEIKO: Well, you know me, Father. I wish you would have sent a note that you were coming.
OTOYA: There was no time. What’s the matter, Keiko? Aren’t you happy to see me?
KEIKO: On the contrary, I’m so excited that I’m famished. Why don’t we skip the tea. I’ll
go and prepare dinner. If I knew you were coming I wouldn’t have let Mitsu go home for
the night.
OTOYA: Patience, Keiko. We’ll eat soon enough. First, let’s not let this presentation go
unregarded.
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