(On the phone, cigarette in hand) "David, I want you to have my jet fueled and
stocked and be ready to take off for St Thomas first thing in the
morning. Goodnight" ( Puts phone down, turns to camera, and sighs. ) "Good
night. But it's not a good night. It's about as rotten a night I've ever known."
"I love him, Daddy. I hope that kind of honesty doesn't offend you.""You look like a very lonely lady. Can I buy you a drink?"
"I have a drink"
"How about it. Dinner tonight?"*
"And then maybe, bed?"
"Maybe"
(Woman walks away from the bar and then turns back)
"Bartender...." (removes wedding ring and drops it into a cocktail glass) "...your
tip"
*Same guy, by the way. He is nothing if not persistent.
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