Randolph
Good evening. (Half pointedly) Yes, my daughter is here. Anything I can do? Do you want my advice? Oh, whatever is wisest. Of course I’ll tell Mr. Sabine. I hope it’s nothing serious. (He hangs up receiver, concealing from Paula his displeasure.)
Paula
She seemed excited.
Randolph
Woman’s nerves.
Paula
Funny I never have them.
Randolph
You’re not married.