- Helen: WIth your voice, you ought to be on the stage.
- Ruth Whitney: Don't tell my husband that. He hates show people.
- Helen: Well, what's he gonna do about this party.
- Ruth Whitney: He isn't going to know about it. He's leaving town for a few days.
- Helen: Oh, I wish my husband would do that. It would save quite a few arguments.
- Ruth Whitney: [singing] Lovable, Lovable, How I'd love to be your one and only, Could you care a little bit for lonely me...
- Ruth Whitney: [singing] Then the radio, Croons a tune, About the moon, In silvery streams, Till it's time to go, Up the stairs, Where someone shares, Your cradle of dreams...