Enter Lady Slush

Lady Slush: Did I hear my name?
Lord Slimly; Its heard all over, you're quite describable.
Lady Slush: I like to think I'm not that defined.
Lady Mishap: We always want some mystery don't we.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Only not being so mysterious to be permanently manless.
Darling Bell: We were just talking about plans romantically.
Lord Slimly: Oh, I do hope I was involved in them.
Lady Mishap: Well you are the only man we're seeing at present.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Even so, you're name didn't come up.
Lord Slimly: Oh, now I'm feeling quite let down.
Lady Slush: I'm always at your beck and call as your etiquette pupil.
Lord Slimly: Oh, how you humor me. You're a dear.
Lady Slush: Well, being uncommonly common I have a lot to learn.
Darling Bell: You called her dear. You're not dear yourself, as in you're charging, are you?
Lord Slimly: You know a man should never talk about money unless he's asking for it.
Lady Slush: I protest, Lord Slimly is quite free with his decorum do's and don'ts.
Lord Slimly: Yes, especially when I'm gaining favors for it.
Lady Mishap: I can imagine you're quite impossible.
Lord Slimly: To work out, yes.
(Harmony of Hinterburne passes out...not in the fainting sense, she perambulates out of boredom)