The plot involves a gay male couple, one of them (David Bardeen) a fastidious guy – don’t look cross-eyed at his new rug because he might accuse you of ruining it. The other, an actor, (Jered McLenigan) is more erratic and affected – but no matter their traits, both characters have their hearts and spirits in a good place at their middle-class Bryn Mawr home. For years, one of them has been sending about perhaps $30 each month to an agency to sponsor a poor child, in this case Ritu of Bangladesh. In turn, she writes him monthly notes about her life and acknowledges the generosity. She’s now a teenager.

One morning after a particularly drunken night at the house with an ever-present outgoing Latino woman who is their best pal (Annie Henk), all three wake up to an astonishing sight: Ritu. She has mysteriously appeared, girlish and wide-eyed and incomprehensible as she babbles on about the comforts of the house in her native tongue (which, to the audience but not the other three characters, is English).

Suddenly, these hip and free-wheeling (or sophisticated and childish) and thoroughly self-possessed adults are confronted with a teenager among them. They fret and even begin to despair, but they cope.

-Howard Shapiro, WHYY, Philadelphia