Sylvia Nov 18-21 Thursday-Saturday 7:30pm Saturday and Sunday at 2:00pm Tickets $15 at the door. Thursday only, buy one ticket get one free!

Dramatic literature is stuffed with memorable love scenes. But none is as immediately delicious and dizzy as the one that begins the redeeming affair in A. R. Gurney's comedy, "Sylvia."

Greg, middle-aged and middle-class, returns to his Upper West Side apartment in the late afternoon accompanied by Sylvia, a beautiful, frisky young blonde he has just picked up in the park. He sits in his favorite chair, worried (with some reason) about how Kate, his wife, is going to respond to Sylvia. Sylvia doesn't make things easy. Too excited too settle down, she moves around the room checking out the furniture. She turns to Greg.

Sylvia: "I think you're God."

Greg (trying to maintain order): "Stay, Sylvia. Stay. And sit."

Sylvia: "I want to sit near you."

Greg: "Well all right." Sylvia moves to his side.

Sylvia (dreamily): "Nearer, my God, to Thee."

Greg (being severe): "O.K. As long as you sit."

She doesn't really sit on the floor. She obediently collapses onto it, resting her chin on his knee while staring up at him with blind adoration.

What man could resist?