"It slipped. It said itself. But, gee! I like it. Marjie! Some little name."
"Well, of all the nerve!"
"Come on, black-eyes. You're off at five and we'll catch the five-eighteen. Who's going to be any the wiser? I got something out there I want to tell you."
"My hearing's all right in the city."
"It's something I want to whisper right where I can get next to that little ear of yours."
"You got a swell chance at that little ear of mine, nix."
"Stingy!"
"You bet your life I'm stingy."
"It's a white Christmas for sure out where I live. Come on out and let me show you a good time, little one."
"I wish you was half as white as this Christmas is. Honest, sometimes I says to myself, I says, ain't there just none of you white? Has a girl like me got to keep dodging all her life?"