Naoko: Sam … I don't know what to say …"
S.: (gentby) Don't say anything. Just lean on me.
(He puts his arms around her and holds her. The door opens.)
N.: That may be Mike. (runs into corridor) Mike!
(Mike, on crutches, is grinning. Afua is with him.)
Mike: Mom! How did you know I was injured? (anxiously) You couldn't tell from my dancing, could you?
N.: They told us backstage. How's your ankle?
M.: Well, I won't be able to dance for a while. (proudly) But I did it. I did it, Mom!"
N.: (hugging him) And you were wonderful! So good!
