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You are?
That's a quarter of a century. Makes a girl think.
About what?
About the future. You know like a husband? That's why I'm glad we're going to Florida.
What's in Florida?
Millionaires. Flocks of them. They all go south for the winter. Like birds.
Going to catch yourself a rich bird?
Oh, I don't care how rich he is as long as he has a yacht and his own private railroad car and his own toothpaste.
You're entitled.
Maybe you'll meet one too, Josephine.
Yeah. With money like Rockefeller, and shoulders like Johnny Weismuller
I want mine to wear glasses.
Glasses?
Men who wear glasses are so much more gentle and sweet and helpless. Haven't you ever noticed?
Well, now that you've mentioned it
They get those weak eyes from reading you know, all those long columns of tiny figures in the Wall Street Journal.
Happy days.
I hope this time you wind up with the sweet end of the lollipop.
What's happened?
Search me. I mean I'll see.
Okay, Sugar all clear. You better go back to bed.
I might as well stay in there. I won't be able to sleep anyway.
Why not?
Bienstock. He snores to beat the band. We cut cards to see who sleeps over him, and I always lose. Wouldn't you know?
Want to switch berths with me?
Would you mind terribly?
Not at all.
Thanks, honey.
Good night, Sugar.
Well, there they are more millionaires than you can shake a stick at.
I'll bet there isn't one of them under seventyfive.
Seventyfive. That's threequarters of a century. Makes a girl think.
I wish they'd put us in the same room.
So do I. But don't worry we'll be seeing a lot of each other.
414 that's the same room number I had in Cincinnati my last time around with a male band. What a heel he was.
Saxophone player?
What else? And was I ever crazy about him. Two in the morning, he sent me down for knackwurst and potato salad they were out of potato salad, so I brought coleslaw so he threw it right in my face.
Forget it, Sugar, will you? Forget about saxophone players. You're going to meet a millionaire a young one.
What makes you so sure?
Just my feminine intuition.
Wait a minute, Daphne. You haven't got a bathing suit.
She doesn't need one. I don't have one either.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
My fault.
You're not hurt, are you?
I don't think so.
I wish you'd make sure.
Why?
Because usually, when people find out who I am, they get themselves a wheel chair and a shyster lawyer, and sue me for a quarter of a million dollars.
Well, don't worry. I won't sue you no matter who you are.
Thank you.
Who are you?
Now, really
Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
Not very likely.
Are you staying at the hotel?
Not at all.
Your face is familiar.
Possible you saw it in a newspaper or magazine Vanity Fair
That must be it.
Would you mind moving just a little? You're blocking my view.
Your view of what?
They run up a redandwhite flag on the yacht when it's time for cocktails.
You have a yacht?
Which one is yours the big one?
Certainly not. with all that unrest in the world, I don't think anybody should have a yacht that sleeps more than twelve.
I quite agree. Tell me, who runs up that flat your wife?
No, my flag steward.
And who mixes the cocktails your wife?
No, my cocktail steward. Look, if you're interested in whether I'm married or not
I'm not interested at all.
Well, I'm not.
That's very interesting.
How's the stock market?
Up, up, up.
I'll bet just while we were talking, you made like a hundred thousand dollars.
Could be. Do you play the market?
No the ukulele. And I sing.
For your own amusement?
Well a group of us are appearing at the hotel. Sweet Sue and Her Society Syncopators.
You're society girls?
Oh, yes. Quite. You know Vassar, Bryn Mawr we're only doing this for a lark.
Syncopators does that mean you play that fast music jazz?
Yeah. Real hot.
Oh. Well, I guess some like it hot. But personally, I prefer classical music.
So do I. as a matter of fact, I spent three years at the Sheboygan Conservatory of Music.
Good school! And your family doesn't object to your career?
They do indeed. Daddy threatened to cut me off without a cent, but I don't care. It was such a bore comingout parties, cotillions
Inauguration balls
opening of the Opera
riding to hounds
and always the same Four Hundred.
You know, it's amazing we never ran into each other before. I'm sure I would have remembered anybody as attractive as you.
You're very kind. I'll bet you're also very gentle and helpless
I beg your pardon?
You see, I have this theory about men with glasses.
What theory?
Maybe I'll tell you when I know you a little better. What are you doing tonight?
Tonight?
I thought you might like to come to the hotel and hear us play.