(Priscilla leaves Jasper at the table and goes to the side of the room to reflect) 

PRISCILLA: 
Some speak about love in a sweet way 
Enchantment, romance and dizzy dream states 
And some just wait and pace their cage 

Some speak about love as a passion 
As rapture and cries and sighs and gasps and 
Some resign to yearn inside 

These odes of tear stained banter and dew eyed candor 
That wither in the world, the world that 
Just deceives you and beats and bleeds you 
And leaves lonely little girls 

And some sacrifice, anyway 
Some sacrifice, it all away 
Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave 
When they’re broken there’s no assurance they made a better place 

Some speak about love in a kind way 
The friend that won’t leave and makes your day sane 
As you bide and cringe and hide 

Some wait for a stranger to touch and fill them 
Some wait for the stranger who will kill them 
And some just pace their lonely cage 

With one dear doll who keeps you from crying but cries too 
Silently inside 
Some speak of love and kindness and clutch in blindness 
And take and hoard and hide 

And some sacrifice, anyway 
Some sacrifice, it all away 
Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave 
When you’re broken there’s no assurance you made a better place 

(Priscilla picks up the phone) 

Hello, police? Hello, police? felony, you need to see 

(Priscilla puts down the phone and returns to Jasper who has seen and heard what she has done)