HERMIONE
The same architect did this one, the
Pembrooke. The apartment’s small, a piedà-terre, but --
HERMIONE/VERONICA
-- “quality, always” --
HERMIONE -- and, it was the only piece of property
in my name, not your father’s, so the
courts couldn’t take it from us.
Hermione grips Veronica’s hand.
HERMIONE (CONT’D)
You’ll make a go of it here, won’t you?
The people in Riverdale, they’re kind and
forgiving in a way they just aren’t in
New York.
VERONICA
...I’ll try, Mom. I promise.
The building’s FRONT DOOR opens. The Pembrooke’s doorman,
SMITHERS, in a uniform, comes out, waves, approaches --
SMITHERS
Ms. Hermione! Welcome home, Ma’am. How
was the ride?
HERMIONE
No traffic, thank God.
(then)
Smithers, you’ve never met my daughter
Veronica, have you?
SMITHERS
Never. It’s a pleasure, Miss.
VERONICA
Hi...
SMITHERS I’ll get your bags.
(as he does that)
And would you like some menus, Ma’am, so
you can order in?
HERMIONE
Oh, no, I’ve had a craving for one of Pop
Tate’s cheeseburgers since the Tappan Zee
Bridge -- his diner’s still open, I pray?
VERONICA
(the horror, the horror)
-- diner?