Peggy and Marie are in the Ladies’ Lounge at the nightclub.
“He’ll get something better!” says Peggy.
“Maybe in five years he’ll draw fifty bucks,” replies Marie. “You can’t have happy marriages on that kind of dough.” Marie turns to Peggy. “You know, Peggy, you’re cute. But you could use a little more make-up. And get yourself a better hairdo. I’ll give you the name of my hairdresser. Oh, but you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’ll get Woody, and live happily ever after. It’s in the bag!” Marie and Peggy get up to leave, tipping the lounge attendant.
“Thank you,” says the attendant.
Later, at the nightclub table, Marie, Woody, Fred, and Peggy are jammed together as the photographer is about to take their picture.
“Now, everybody get in close together, put our arms around each other!” says Marie, orchestrating the scene. “Come on, Fred. I don’t mind!” Fred puts his arm around Peggy.
“Ooh! Wait, I’ll tell you when!” says Marie to the photographer. “Everybody, happy. Let’s all be talking. What a marvellous party! We’ll have to do this again!”
“OK, shoot the picture!” says Marie to the photographer.