Lily: In a clever self-referential moment we move into the life of Lily Tomlin, who performs this play as a one-person show. She thanks us for attending the play and confides to us in a long shtick about all the things that worry her: The Nobel sperm bank, fame, baby oil, God, glow-in-the-dark flea collars, the soap-opera nature of life, "quality control," and, finally, that there may be no cosmic order. We move back to Trudy...