- [Mike Barbosa enters and hands Jean some flowers]
- Mike Barbosa: Hello again, Jean, good to see you, welcome to Los Angeles, a small token, may I come in?
- Jean Mary Pargetter: Hello, you too, thank you, how kind, please do.
- [first lines]
- Lionel: I'm not carrying on. All I said was the bacon was done to a crisp.
- Jean: It was supposed to be. You ordered crispy bacon.
- Lionel: You sure?
- Jean: I heard you.
- Lionel: It was that waitress; she confused me. Asked for fried eggs and she suggested about fifty different ways of frying them. Same with the bacon. As for ordering toast - well, forget it if you're in a hurry. Took her half an hour to tell me how many sorts of toast I could have.
- Jean: [chuckles] You like Los Angeles, then.
- Lionel: If we eat downstairs this evening, we should go down about five o'clock; it'll take two hours to order.
- [last lines]
- Lionel: [about the successful negotiations] There's got to be a snag in all this.
- Jean: Not at all. You're Cy's flavour of the month.
- Lionel: Yeah, but it's the twenty-seventh.
- Jean: Ha.
- [Jean laughs and hits him on the back of the neck with her purse]
- Lionel: Oh!
- Jean: Sorry, did I hurt you? I was only mucking about.
- Lionel: Oooh!
- [sits on couch]
- Jean: Oh. Are you all right?
- Lionel: Who are you? I don't know who you are.
- Jean: Think of me as Greer Garson.