The Young Man: Say, are you house-cleaning?
Julie: Why?
The Young Man: I see all the pictures are off the walls.
Julie: Why, we never have pictures in this room.
The Young Man: Odd, I never heard of a room without pictures or tapestry or panelling or something.
Julie: There’s not even any furniture in here.
The Young Man: What a strange house!
Julie: It depend on the angle you see it from.
The Young Man: (Sentimentally) It’s so nice talking to you like this—when you’re merely a voice. I’m rather glad I can’t see you.
Julie; (Gratefully) So am I.