Fred
Yes, I like it fine, but it costs money to live here. For instance, I had breakfast in the hotel this morning and it was ninety cents for salt mackerel and mashed potatoes and a cup of Instant Postum.
Lucille
No wonder you think New York’s expensive! A few more breakfasts like that and you won’t have any money left.
Fred
I still got plenty.
Lucille
Really? I’ll bet you haven’t been to any of the real places, have you? It takes a New Yorker to find those.
She flashes a look to Eileen.
Fred
I seen the Goddest of Liberty.
Lucille
Oh, I mean the night places!
Fred
I seen it at night.
Lucille
Oh, no! Restaurants!
Fred
Huh?
Lucille
Mr.Mr. Stevens would love those. Wouldn’t he?
To Eileen.