A few minutes later, Richard hurries into the store.
Richard: I'm sorry I'm so late. I had a really bad day.
Marilyn: It's ten after six. We're late. Robbie's cooking tonight, and dinner's at six thirty.
Richard: I know. I know. I'm really sorry. I left my bag of film on the ferry. I went back for it, but the ferry was gone. I lost a whole day's work..
Marilyn: I’ll call the Staten Island Ferry lost-and-found office
Richard: I didn't think of that. Thanks.
Marilyn: (she picks un the phone and dials for directory assistance.) Hello. Yes. The number, please, of the Staten Island Ferry lost-and-found office. Five five five... zero eight zero eight. (She dials the number.)
Richard: I really appreciate it, Marilyn.
Marilyn: Hello. Did anyone find a camera bag this afternoon, a small canvas bag, on the J. F. Kennedy Ferry?...No?Maybe someone will find it. The name is Stewart, Richard Stewart. And the telephone number is five five five... three oh nine oh. Thank you. (She hangs up the phone.) Sorry, Richard. They don't have it.
Richard: Thanks, anyway. (Thinking) There was a girl on the ferry. Now maybe...