No one since Greta "I vant to be alone" Garbo had craved privacy more than Jacqueline Kennedy, and she had to marry a Greek billionaire to get it. In Gip Hoppe's hilarious play, Jackie herself conducts us on a whirlwind tour of the events of her life, on the condition that, when it's over, "You'll all go home and leave me alone!" But can we? The story of America's obsession with Mrs. Kennedy may tell us more about ourselves than about the object of our fascination.