| Lis: |
At the risk of seeming stupid, let me ask this question: how do we know when our voyage is over? |
| Lex: |
(playfully) At the risk of seeming obtuse, let me offer an oblique reply: when we find ourselves where we began. |
| Linda: |
(impatiently) What's the point of this poem? And why are we having this conversation? |
| Ron: |
I'm not sure – I'm just repeating the script to which I have been assigned. |
| Lex: |
(enjoying the irony) Indeed. Isn't that what most of us do? |
