DuncanDamn.RossYep.Scene 3Thunder. Enter the three Witches.First WitchWhy are we the three witches? We control this entire play, and we are just calle...d "three witches" or "weird sisters." Can't we get names?Second WitchWe're not supposed to have names. We are supposed to be completely unified.Third WitchThat doesn't sound fair. Every other person without a name in the play is a kid, or someone who dies, or has almost no lines, or all three.Second WitchFine. What do you want your names to. “You were bloody good yourself,” he said. “How did I ever get a dirty little bitch of a daughter like you?”“Luck and a big cock,” she said putting her arms around his neck and kissing him full on the mouth. “Now let me go. I’ve got to get to school and Mum’ll be home from her nightshift soon.”“Oh, Just a quick lick,” he pleaded.“Well I still have my ankles tied,” she said. “So I can’t really stop you. But quickly!”He grinned and went down between the outstretched legs and buried his face. Again, I should have realized what they were and where I was when I saw that the doors were painted pink.I opened the door and knew that I had made a big mistake. The bedroom was a baby's room, with a crib, changing table, rocking horse and a high chair. What was even stranger was the size of everything. It was sized for an adult.I hurried back down to the lobby."There has been a mistake," I said.She smiled. "Look, this is a fantasy hotel where people go to make believe. We have all kinds of. She glanced down and started to gather up her books. Phil realized it was already eight o’clock.“Do you want a ride home?” he asked.“That would be lovely if you don’t mind,” Molly replied. The bus didn’t pick up for another 45 minutes and it took almost an hour on the bus for her to get home. “Plus we get to spend more time together.”“That’s what I was thinking,” Phil said.“If every night goes by this quick, I’m going to like this job,” Molly said. She took Phil’s hand as they walked out of the.