Woman: How much is six months' screw?
Man: Three thousand.
Woman: Well, I can hardly earn that myself.
Man: Neither can I. But then you see we weren't born in Chicago.
Woman: I've been offered a thousand dollars a week to go there, anyhow.
Man: Why didn't you tell me that for the interview? I've spent two entire entr'actes in trying to get something interesting out of you, and there you go and keep a thing like that up your sleeve. It's not fair to an old and faithful admirer. I shall stick it in. Poulet chasseur?
Woman: Oh no! Couldn't dream of it. Didn't you know I was dieting? Nothing saucy. No sugar. No bread. No tea. Thanks to that I've lost nearly a stone in six months. You know I was getting enormous.
Man: Let me put that in, eh?
Woman: Just try, and see what happens to you!
Man: Well, shall we say a lettuce salad, and a Perrier and soda? I'm dieting, too.