Scene 1 Indian summer, late afternoon. The house of Pianist 2 in the medium- sized provincial town of H. Pianist 1 enters, grinning broadly as ever, with two large bags full of groceries; the gentlemen are both avid amateur cooks and have agreed to spend this evening together cooking, drinking good wine, smoking cigars and discussing the current state of the universe. Yes, some people discover the true pleasures of life at an early age! It is all the stranger that Pianist 2 puts on a rather grumpy face when he sees that his younger comrade, in addition to a stalk of celery, a net of onions, a bottle of excellent Barolo, a couple of jalapeños and a few other such things, has also fished a score out of one of the bags, which, to Pianist 2’s dismay, judging from its lying format, can only contain music for four hands.



