A CALLER
(A winter's afternoon, in Paris. The studio; a fire crackles gently in the tower-shaped stove. TOBY-DOG and KIKI-THE-DEMURE, one on the floor, the other on his own particular cushion, proceed with the minute toilet which follows a long siesta. Peace reigns.)
TOBY-DOG
My nails grow faster here than in the country.
KIKI-THE-DEMURE
It's the contrary, with mine.
TOBY-DOG
Really!