Myra
Yes—didn’t she tell you she’d asked me? Weren’t you expecting me?
Judith
Simon muttered something about your coming, but Sorel didn’t mention it. Wasn’t that odd of her?
Myra
You’re a divinely mad family. How-do-you-do? It’s useless to wait for introductions with the Blisses. My name’s Myra Arundel.
To Sandy .
Judith
Airily.
Sandy Tyrell, Myra Arundel; Myra Arundel, Sandy Tyrell. There.
Myra
Is that your car outside?
Sandy
Yes.