It was something people did when they did not know what else to do, they went to New York for a few days. "Tomorrow morning," she added.
"What are you going to do in New York?"
"What do people usually do in New York."
He looked at her for a long time. She was aware that her hair was unkempt, her face puffy. She did not meet his eyes.
"They see a few plays," he said finally. "Maybe you can see a few plays."
"Maybe I can," she said, and walked away.
-Joan Didion, Play it as it Lays