“So do I—on the whole. And then I asked her what about woman. And then she said with a woman it wasn't fear, it was just boredom. A woman is like a violinist: any fiddle, any instrument rather than empty hands and no tune going.”
“Yes—what I said before: getting as much amusement out of life as possible,” said Aaron.
“You amuse me—and I'll amuse you.”
“Yes—just about that.”
“All right, Aaron,” said Lilly. “I'm not going to amuse you, or try to amuse you any more.”
“Going to try somebody else; and Malta.”
“Malta, anyhow.”
“Oh, and somebody else—in the next five minutes.”
“Yes—that also.”
“Goodbye and good luck to you.”