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[To the white woman] Hello, Eunice. How are you? EUNICE: I'm all right. Tell Steve to get him a poor boy's sandwich 'cause nothing's left here. [They all laugh; the colored woman does not stop. Stella goes out.]
COLORED WOMAN: What was that package he th'ew at 'er? [She rises from steps, laughing louder.] EUNICE: You hush, now! NEGRO WOMAN: Catch what! [She continues to laugh. Blanche comes around the corner, currying a valise. She looks at a slip of paper, then at the building, then again at the slip and again at the building. Her expression is one of shocked disbelief. Her appearance is incongruous to this setting. She is daintily dressed in a white suit with a fluffy bodice, necklace and earrings of pearl, white gloves and hat, looking as if she were arriving at a summer tea or cocktail party in the garden district. She is about five years older than Stella. Her delicate beauty must avoid a strong light. There is something about her uncertain manner, as well as her white clothes, that suggests a moth.] EUNICE [finally]: What's the matter, honey? Are you lost? BLANCHE [with faintly hysterical humor]: They told me to take a streetcar named Desire, and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at--Elysian Fields! EUNICE: That's where you are now. BLANCHE: At Elysian Fields? EUNICE: This here is Elysian Fields. BLANCHE: They mustn't have understood what number I wanted. EUNICE: What number you lookin' for? [Blanche wearily refers to the slip of paper.] BLANCHE: Six thirty-two. EUNICE: You don't have to look no further. BLANCHE [uncomprehendingly]: I'm looking for my sister, Stella DuBois. I mean--Mrs. Stanley Kowalski. EUNICE: That's the party -- You just did miss her, though. BLANCHE: This--can this be--her home? EUNICE: She's got the downstairs here and I got the up. BLANCHE: Oh. She's--out? EUNICE: You noticed that bowling alley around the corner? BLANCHE: I'm--not sure I did. EUNICE: Well, that's where she's at, watchin' her husband bowl. [There is a pause] You want to leave your suitcase here an' go find her? BLANCHE: No. NEGRO WOMAN: I'll go tell her you come. BLANCHE: Thanks. NEGRO WOMAN: You welcome. [She goes out.] EUNICE: She wasn't expecting you? BLANCHE: No. No, not tonight. EUNICE: Well, why don't you just go in and make yourself at home till they get back. BLANCHE: How could I--do that? EUNICE: We own this place so I can let you in.
[She gets up and opens the downstairs door. A light goes on behind the blind, turning it light blue. Blanche slowly follows her into the downstairs flat. The surrounding areas dim out as the interior is lighted. Two rooms can be seen, not too clearly defined. The one first entered is primarily a kitchen but contains a folding bed to be used by Blanche. The room beyond this is a bedroom. Off this room is a narrow door to a bathroom.] EUNICE [defensively, noticing Blanche's look]: It's sort of messed up right now but when it's clean it's real sweet.