(They kiss.)
He: My God! You’re spoiling both our lives.
She: My God! Am I?
He: Here! we’re losing time.
(They kiss—kiss—kiss.)
She: You’ve broken my heart.
He: My God!
She: My God!
He: Time’s up. I have a date with Cecelia Connage.
She: She’s my sister. She’s not very good at it.