It was just Greek.
I re-read Ros & Guil on the plane last night. I don't know what happened, but now it makes me rather sad as well as making me laugh. I know I shouldn't feel bad for them, they don't even really live, but I can't help it. And Ros just walking off stage: 'To tell you the truth, I'm relieved.' Oh, and Guil's 'Now you see me, now you...' Stoppard is brilliant! I should read more of his stuff rather than obsessing over one play.