"That was a very quick departure by everyone. I think Wilf thinks we need time to ourselves." Reg says with a smile.
"We do have a lot to talk about and a lot to tell each other." Jean says gently.
"I never got remarried because of you. I've always loved you." Reg says seriously.
"When you had the opportunity to see me and perform with me you backed out though. Why was that?" Jean asks gently. She doesn't want to push Reggie too quickly. The whole relationship is still rather tentative.
"I just thought it would be too hard to see you again. I thought I'd be too emotional to perform well. I thought I could handle seeing you again, but I couldn't. I realized that when I couldn't even look at your picture in the newspaper. It struck me how much you were still affecting my life. It shocked me." Reggie admits. He's not afraid to talk about his feelings. Jean looks away from Reggie and he hears her sniffle. He passes her a handkerchief from his pocket. "That's the second time since you've got here that I've seen you cry. I haven't decided if the fact that I've made you cry twice, since you were here, is a good thing or not." Reggie says teasingly.
Jean sniffs again and then softly chuckles. She cuddles against Reggie and kisses him passionately. She can't quite believe this is happening. When she first came to Beecham's Reggie wouldn't even talk to her. She's so attracted to him. She runs her hands across his chest. She knows his tuxedo is getting wrinkled sitting the way they are. "I don't think the tears are a bad thing. At least I'm showing an emotion other than anger. You're going to need to have your tuxedo drycleaned now because of the way we're sitting." Jean teases Reggie.
"Well, we always send all the costumes out for drycleaning, so we'll just send my tuxedo out for cleaning at the same time. It doesn't matter at all. I love you, Jean." Reggie says seriously.
"I love you too, Reggie. I'm so happy. I must admit I'm surprised about all this. I didn't think we'd even get to be friends. I adore you." Jean says lovingly.
"I adore you too. I have for my entire life." Reggie kisses Jean softly. After he pulls away from the kiss he notices Jean yawn. "Shall we go upstairs?" Reggie asks gently.
"I suppose we should. Are you going to stay?" Jean asks as she uncurls herself from the chair.
"Am I going to stay where?" Reggie asks cheekily.
"Are you going to stay in my room with me tonight?" Jean asks seriously.
"Aren't we rushing things a little bit here? We've only just got back together." Reggie asks. He's a little bit shocked.
"Reggie, we're not young anymore. I don't want to waste any more time together. I know you're a little old fashioned, but that shouldn't stop us anymore." Jean says trying to persuade Reggie.
Reggie looks at Jean and smiles. "You're right. We're not getting any younger. Come on, let's go up to bed."
