Outside a house in Ephesus, dinner waits on the wrong side of the door.

ANTIPHOLUS: Good Signior Angelo, you must excuse us all. My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours.
DROMIO: Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cicely, Gillian, Ginn!
LUCE: Mome, malt-horse, capon, coxcomb, idiot, patch! Either get thee from the door or sit down at the hatch.
ANTIPHOLUS: What art thou that keeps me out from the house I owe?
LUCE: The porter for this time, sir, and my name is Dromio.
DROMIO: O villain, thou hast stolen both mine office and my name.
ANTIPHOLUS: Go fetch me something. I will break open the gate.
BALTHASAR: Have patience, sir. Depart in quiet.
ADRIANA: Who is that at the door that keeps all this noise?
