Edna
The man I marry won’t have any complaints. I make practically all my own clothes. Caroline—she’s the girl I used to live with—she used to say I always looked like I had just stepped out of a bandbox, even if we were only sitting in our room. We hardly ever went out evenings; personally I prefer to stay home and read, or else just sit and dream. But still I always bathe and change my clothes even when I’m only going to cook dinner.
Fred
I think I’ll take a room with a bathroom when I get to the hotel.
Edna
Where are you going to stay?
Fred
The Hotel Somerset. They got rooms with a bathroom right in the room, so you don’t have to go out of the room. And it’s close to the music publishing houses and the Friars’ Club—any place I want to go, I can walk. Except to Paul Sears’ place. He probably lives in some swell apartment, or maybe a country place in Great Neck or Jamaica.