Pulcinella enters and hears
Pet: Aparte Wow! Wow!! Wow!!! The cooest… the handsomest… Did you see? He is sooo cool He is just sooo …and sooo stunning.
Pul: Oh! Am I?
Pet: …the most groovy guy on this planet.
Pet: So strong and manley.
Pet: I am sooo in love with him!.
Pet: Just think: if he is in love with me……
Pul: I am!
Pet: Wow! …and I’m just standing here…
Pul: To Petunia …and I am standing here.
Pet: Discusted And?… So what?
Pul: You are standing there and I am here …
Pet: So? Do you think I am blind or?
Pet: I am standing here talking about the greatest love of my life …
Pul: Yes, and now I am here.
Pet: Listen, I don’t even know if my love is answered.
Pul: It is!
Pet: Is it?
Pul: Yes, very much.
Pet: Aparte Wow, the louse sort of knows Florindo somehow. To Pulcinella. Wow how cool! Then we can marry.
Pul: Do you want that?
Pet: Yes, of course.
Pul: But after just one date?
Pet: Hey! What do you think? Off course we shall marry, so we can make babies and all of that.
Pul: Yes, yes, yes it will be great!
Pet: But then it is Pantalone, my dad. He will probably don’t approve it.
Pul: Why not?
Pet: Because he don’t want me to marry a young, snub-nosed tenderfoot.
Pul: There is no risk of that.
Pet: Why not?
Pul: If I just meet your dad I will asure him not to be afraid of any young little snubbydubby.
Pet: Yees! Then we can marry anyway!
Pet: So hey! What are you waiting for? Run away to daddy! Hurry up! Aparte. Yes! Now I can marry Florindo for real.
Pul: Hurray! I just have to show myself for the old man and then I will marry Petunia.
Pet: Hey! Stop now! What are you talking about? Goes towards Pulcinella.
Pul: About when we are getting married – you and I. Just think about it the whole church filled with flowers and……
Pet: It won’t be any of that you little repulsive creep!
Pul: Aparte She called me her own little creep. To Petunia It doesn’t matter.
Pul: Forget the flowers.
Pet: Aparte. I can’t look at the beast. Hides her face in her hands. Get lost!
Pul: Plays peekaboo. Peekaboo, here I am again, your own little creepiydeepy.
Pulcinella paws at Petunia.
Pet: Get lost you warty baboon. Takes away his hand.
Pul: Takes Petunias hand. Two souls and just one thought – two hearts that beats like one. But first a kiss.
Pet: Petunia throws Pulcinella in a judo throw. Piss off I said. It won’t happen!
Pul: Aparte Oh she is so chaste. No sex before we are married. So that is why she is so eager that I shall talk to Pantalone. To Petunia. Don’t be sad. I am back soon.
Pet: What a pussyfoot! Discusting! No sex appeal what so ever …and then I, best looking, snazziest princess girl – ever. I’ll have Florindo beat the living shit out of that lowlife drooler. Yes! I just knew he was a nhero.