DAN: That's me. (Grinning.) Silly name, isn't it? (After a pause.) I must apologise to all and sundry for this fancy dress, but it's my working togs. I been on duty this mornin', and my hands isn't very clean. You see, I didn't know as it was going to be a party.
MRS. BRAMSON: Party?
DAN (looking at OLIVIA): Well, it's ladies, isn't it?
HUBERT: Are you shy with ladies?
DAN (smiling at OLIVIA): Oh, yes.
OLIVIA moves away coldly. DAN turns to MRS. BRAMSON.
MRS. BRAMSON (cutting): You smoke, I see.
DAN: Yes. (Taking the stub out of his mouth with alacrity and taking off his hat) Oh, I'm sorry. I always forget my manners with a cigarette when I'm in company…. (Pushing the stub behind his ear, as OLIVIA crosses to the armchair) I always been clumsy in people's houses. I am sorry.
MRS. BRAMSON: You know my maid, Dora Parkoe, I believe?
DAN: Well, we have met, yes … (with a grin at DORA).