David
Yes. Would you like me to make love to you?
Myra
Rising.
Really—I wish you wouldn’t say things like that.
David
I’ve knocked you off your plate—I’ll look away for a minute while you climb on to it again.
He does so.
Myra
Laughing affectedly.
This is wonderful!
She sits down again.
David
Turning.
That’s right. Now then—
Myra
Now then, what?
David
You’re adorable—you’re magnificent—you’re tawny—
Myra
I’m not tawny.
David
Don’t argue.
Myra
This is sheer affectation.