Enter Tresspasser

Lord Slimly: Hallo Gordon!
Green Gordon: Lord Slimly.
Lord Slimly: You'll have to direct me to the rose of the season. I have an empty buttonhole.
Green Gordon: We have this one named Tipsy Ballerina, a pale blue rose with an elegant
perfume.
Lord Slimly:Sounds like Lady Hap to a tee, she's always snooding up on wild motor rides.
Green Gordon: Still harping after her ladyship then?
Lord Slimly: I'll harp until heaven for my angel one.
Green Gordon: The you'll be requiring this rose then?
Lord Slimly: Let me smell it. Ah..the scent of love. I'll be sure to be proposing to Lady Hap
by sundown if none of my other loves don't get in the way.
Green Gordon: Yes, you do have a list don't you.
Lord Slimly: The List? Oh its more a rollcall of romantic succession. Not that I get further
than the flirting stage tho. Its only to keep Lady Hap keen you know.
Green Gordon: You tend her roseship well.
Lord Slimly: Thank you. I do feel as tho I've cultivated the art of courtship quite well. Its only
Lady Mishap does throw me a load of thorns in the way.
Green Gorden: They're to prevent the wrong person from scenting the petal.
Lord Slimly: Is that allowed? Language, Gordon!
Green Gordon: I was merely speaking horticulturaly. You need to nip the situation in the bud.
Cut to the chase.
Lord Slimly: Oh, I never want to cut the chase. That's the fun bit.
Green Gordon: Mind you don't dally too long then. Lord Romper is roaming on the horizon.
Lord Slimly: The Romper? He's had five wives already. Its quite unfortunate how they all
leave him at the point his bank balance's bulging.
Green Gordon: Lady Mishap has her own riches tho. She wouldn't abscond with the readies.
Lord Slimly: You're rite. There's nothing more terrifying than a perfect match that could last
forever involving the one you love and someone else. Marriages should be quite unsuitable.
Its what keeps them interesting and hanging in the balance.
Green Gordon: And that would be the gift you would give.
Lord Slimly: Exactly! I must have that flower now. It is the only thing standing in the way now
from another divorce tottering on the point of marriage.
Green Gordon: You make it sound so romantic.
Lord Slimly: Oh, keeping it from the settlement courts. That's what love is for.
Green Gordon: I wonder why you bother.
Lord Slimly: Ask a flower why it opens only to fall apart again. Tally-ho!