[MARIANNE]
Are we not blessed?

[PAUL, spoken]
Oversalted, that's the problem

[MARIANNE]
We should all feel blessed

[LEO, spoken]
All I feel is bloated

[CLAUDIA, spoken]
All I feel is bloated

[MARIANNE]
Blessed with this—
Blessed with these—
Blessed with carpets, cushions, flowers—
All this beauty that is ours
All these books!
All these polished leather books!
I don't mean to read—
No, no, not to read
No, I mean the way it looks!
[FRITZ, spoken]
Not that we want to be superficial

[MARIANNE]
I like things to shine—
Shoot me
I likе things to glow
Why can't I be free
To like what I see
And not what I know?

I'd like to livе life, all my life
In this room
In this gorgeous, goddamn room—
I don't mean in this room
But I mean in this room
With these textures and these surfaces
All these touchy-feely surfaces—
Oh, goodness me, how superficial
Well, what's wrong with superficial?
I want things to shine—
Hit me
Is that so bizarre?
I want things to gleam
To be what they seem
And not what they are
Call me...
[LEO, spoken]
Bourgeoir?

[MARIANNE, spoken]
Bourgeois, for God's sake

[MARIANNE]
I don't need to read between the lines
The lines are just fine—
As long as they shine
Give me what shines!
Give me—

[LEO, spoken]
Hold it! *Burp*

[MARIANNE]
This