Everyone here's out. Mum and Dad are down the street having lunch, and Jason's out at a friends place watching the motorcycles go by. There's a convention or gathering or something in town this weekend of 'mature' bikers. Jason's friend, who is also our stage producer and one of the actors in the play, lives out by the highway. So I'm taking advantage of my solitude by singing at the top of my lungs. I do it when everyone's around, but I get yelled at then.