We have so many things do for the party, we cannot be everywhere at one time!
Hello everybody, welcome to my party!
Montague's son is here to ruin the party. He needs to leave.
Relax, he can stay. This is my party!
"You are looked for and called for, asked for and sought for, in the great chamber" (I.v.13-14). "We cannot be here and there too" (I.v.15).
"Welcome, gentlemen. Ladies that have their toes unplagued with corns will walk a bout with you" (I.v.18-20).
This, by his voice, should be a Montague... a villain that is hither come in spite to scorn at our solemnity this night" (I.v.61-71). "Content thee, gentle coz. Let him alone. He bears him like a portly gentlemen" (I.v.74-75).
She's a Capulet!?!
He is a Montague!?!
"My lips, two two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth and rough with a tender kiss" (I.v.104-05). "For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss" (I.v.110-111).
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take" [He kisses her.] ((I.v.117).
"Is she a Capulet? O dear account! My life is my foes debt" (I.v.131-132). "My only love sprung from my only hate!" (I.v.152).