Julie: So be it.
Lois: Oh, for Heaven’s sake, yes! I have a date here, at the house—in a way.
Julie: In a way?
Lois: He isn’t coming in. He’s calling for me and we’re walking.
Julie: (Raising her eyebrows) Oh, the plot clears. It’s that literary Mr. Calkins. I thought you promised mother you wouldn’t invite him in.
Lois: (Desperately) She’s so idiotic. She detests him because he’s just got a divorce. Of course she’s had more experience than I have, but—
Julie: (Wisely) Don’t let her kid you! Experience is the biggest gold brick in the world. All older people have it for sale.
Lois: I like him. We talk literature.
Julie: Oh, so that’s why I’ve noticed all these weighty books around the house lately.
Lois: He lends them to me.