Tony and Cleop Act Three Scene Two Sub-Scene One

 

Act Three

Scene Two

Sub-Scene One

The whispers

 

Enobarbus was surprised to see Agrippa at the entrance of the club. He thought the older man had left.

“What, have the brothers left? They left me here, but the vehicle did not arrive. I have been waiting.” Agrippa smiled. “Would you like a coffee? That barista is open now.”

They walked across the street with their eyes peeled. They feared any approaching vehicles, and more than that, they were unarmed. It was a fault of their need to survive.

“No, protection boys?” Enobarbus asked.

“This is sacred ground. No one do a hit here unless you want to be the black sheep of the trade.” Agrippa smiled. “But it was better to be safe.”

“I had forgotten. I was in Egypt too long. There the sacred ground is the river. The crocodiles eat up the leftover.” Enobarbus smiled. “I like it that way too. You can always blame the crocodiles.”

The duo took their table facing the doorway and their backs to the wall. There was a door to the rear, and it was opened. The crews were busily cleaning and getting the place ready. It was still early.

Coffee was served then by the owner. Nobody ignores the Romans.

“They have settled their affairs with Pompey Jr; he is gone. He left for the new territory after the Parthian’s raid. His boys are scattered. Ventidus took vengeance and the Parthian called for peace again.” Enobarbus told Agrippa after he sipped the hot coffee. “The other three gangs are signing the agreement. Rome is under the Roman’s control again.”

“I heard Mark Antony wants to return to Egypt, and Octavia weeps that she must leave Rome. Caesar is sad, and Menas says that Lepidus, since Pompey Jr's feast, is suffering from a hangover.”

“Lepidus is a noble man.” Agrippa held his hands on his cup. The hot coffee warmed his hands.

“A very fine one. Oh, how he loves Caesar!” Enobarbus added to the compliment. Caesar is the king of boys. “He was there at the sea port at the previous battle. They adored him.”

“Then what is Antony? He is the king of the king of the Gods.” Agrippa laughed.

“Did you insult Caesar? Why, he is without equal!” Enobarbus chuckled.

“Antony, he is the Phoenix! He rose from dead.” Agrippa, in turn, chuckled.

“If you want to praise Caesar, your boss, simply say "Caesar." The name alone conveys all his great qualities.” Enobarbus protected Caesar’s name.

“Indeed, Lepidus praised both highly. I, for myself, have praised one too many Caesars in my lifetime.” Agrippa smiled.

“Mark loves Caesar most; Caesar does love Antony. Ha! Hearts, tongues, letters, writers, singers, and poets cannot think, speak, calculate, write, sing, or make verses that can adequately convey his love for Antony. But as for Caesar, the only appropriate reaction is to kneel and kneel and be in awe.” Enobarbus praised his boss. “Or one day, write a Mark Antony epitaph... He was God.”

“To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature; Shakespeare said that.” Enobarbus said. (https://www.azquotes.com/quote/478477)

“Do you know I read Shakespeare in my free time? I am to read Tempest.” Enobarbus admitted.

“Tempest, a violent windstorm, most times with rain, hail, or snow. a violent commotion, disturbance, or tumult.” Agrippa said “Like Caesar most times. Was it with Mark Antony?”

“I was told all the other Caesars are similar.” Enobarbus spoke out his thoughts. “As for Mark Antony, I loved him.”

“Madness reign in the Caesars but we love them all. Including Mark Antony even though he is not Caesar.”

“I love both of them.” Agrippa concludes it with Enobarbus. “Do you know Lepidus? He was with Caesar long and protective of the other.”

“Lepidus is a beetle, and they are the wings he uses to fly.” Enobarbus rebuttal to that. “He ought to be careful if the owls are nearby.”