Roam. An’ call you darlin’, an’ all that?
Hat. Yes, please.
Bill (hardly able to restrain himself, going through all sorts of motions). If this ain’t a circus there never was one.
Roam. Well, darlin’, how have yer been since I saw you last?
Hat. Since you saw me last? Why, you never saw me before.
Roam. I mean how have you been since you heard from me last?
Hat. Oh, fine.
Roam. So have I. I am sorry I put on my working clothes, for I would like to give you a good hug.
(Stretches out his arms as though to embrace her, but she gets up and out of his way.)
Hat. No such liberties yet, Percy.