Roger:   What'd you forget?      (Mimi enters, holding a candle and looking for a match; her electricity is out, too)      Mimi:   Got a light?      Roger:   I know you? -- You're --   You're shivering      Mimi:   It's nothing   They turned off my heat   And I'm just a little   Weak on my feet   Would you light my candle?   What are you staring at?      Roger:   Nothing   Your hair in the moonlight   You look familiar   (He lights her candle. Mimi starts to leave, but stumbles)   Can you make it?      Mimi:   Just haven't eaten much today   At least the room stopped spinning.   Anyway. What?      Roger:   Nothing   Your smile reminded me of --      Mimi:   I always remind people of -- who is she?      Roger:   She died. Her name was April      (Mimi discreetly blows out the candle)      Mimi:   It's out again   Sorry about your friend   Would you light my candle?      (Roger lights the candle. They linger, awkwardly)      Roger:   Well --      Mimi:   Yeah. Ow!      Roger:   Oh, the wax -- it's --      Mimi:   Dripping! I like it -- between my --      Roger:   Fingers. I figured...      Oh, well. Goodnight.      (Rogers gestures towards the door. Mimi exits. Roger heads back toward his guitar on the table. There is another knock, which he answers)      It blew out again?      Mimi:   No -- I think that I dropped my stash      Roger:   I know I've seen you out and about   When I used to go out   Your candle's out      Mimi:   I'm illin' --   I had it when I walked in the door   It was pure --    Is it on the floor?      Roger:   The floor?      (Mimi gets down on all fours and starts searching the floor for her stash. She looks back at Roger, who is staring at her again)      Mimi:   They say I have the best ass below 14th street   Is it true?      Roger:   What?      Mimi:   You're staring again.      Roger:   Oh no.   I mean you do -- have a nice --   I mean -- You look familiar      Mimi:   Like your dead girlfriend?      Roger:   Only when you smile.   But I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else --      Mimi:   Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club?   That's where I work - I dance - help me look      Roger:   Yes!   They used to tie you up --      Mimi:   It's a living      (Mimi douses the flame again)      Roger:   I didn't recognize you   Without the handcuffs      Mimi:   We could light the candle   Oh won't you light the candle?      (Roger lights it again)      Roger:   Why don't you forget that stuff   You look like you're sixteen      Mimi:   I'm nineteen -- but I'm old for my age   I'm just born to be bad      Roger:   I once was born to be bad   I used to shiver like that      Mimi:   I have no heat -- I told you      Roger:   I used to sweat      Mimi:   I got a cold      Roger:   Uh huh   I used to be a junkie      Mimi:   But now and then I like to --      Roger:   Uh huh      Mimi:   Feel good      Roger:   Here it is -- um --      (Roger stoops and picks up a small object: Mimi's stash)      Mimi:   What's that?      Roger:   It's a candy bar wrapper      (Roger puts it behind his back and into his pocket)      Mimi:   We could light the candle      (Roger gently blows out the candle)      Mimi:   What'd you do with my candle?      Roger:   That was my last match      Mimi:   Our eyes'll adjust, thank God for the moon      Roger:   Maybe it's not the moon at all   I hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street      Mimi:   Bah humbug ... Bah humbug      (Mimi places her hand under his, pretending to do it by accident)      Roger:   Cold hands      Mimi:   Yours too.   Big. Like my father's   You wanna dance?      Roger:   With you?      Mimi:   No -- with my father      Roger:   I'm Roger      Mimi:   They call me   They call me Mimi