Lucille
Even if they buy it it won’t mean anything to us. Paul’s so far ahead of his royalties they’ll never catch up. He could write Madame ButterflyMadame Butterfly and it wouldn’t even get me a new girdle.
Eileen
Anyway, I’ve got Stevens broken in right, whoever gets him. You’ve got to give me credit for changing some of his ideas. I imagine every week was Thrift Week in Schenectady.
Eileen
Why don’t you do something?
Lucille
Well, maybe I am.
Eileen
You are? What?
Lucille
Shakes her head.
That’s all right.
Eileen
Don’t be a fool! What’s happened?