ZONA’S CHAMBER, TOWER OF THE MOON Early morning

Mentl returns from the privy. He yawns

MENTL NARR: As much as I love this place, you’d think that the Tower Of The Moon would have its own en suite privies. No, Zona, I am not using a chamber pot – not if I have a choice.

Sees the gorgeous sunrise over the Valley Of The Moon. Smiles broadly.

MENTL NARR: Still – there’s not too much to complain about. Look at that. What the hell did I do to deserve this? I swear I still think some day I’m gonna wake up in the back seat of that Dodge off of E Street, finding I’ve just dreamed Zona … all the crazy, wonderful shit. But today … good morning, Erogenia.

He smiles. Reaches out and causes his acoustic guitar to appear.

MENTL:

Morning has brok-en, like the first morn-ing

Blackbird has spok-en, like the first bird