The doorbell rings. When no answer immediately comes, it is opened to reveal a man in his thirties wearing a long coat.
Anyone home? [pause] Guess I'm early.
[offstage, faintly] Where the hell are you, James?
The sound startles Brendan; he hadn't expected anyone to be around yet. He soon recovers, though and walks into the main hall, not bothering to hang up his coat.