ZACK. Because you gave it me.
VIRGINIA. I gave it you for use. Keep still now. (She trims his beard with scissors.)
ZACK. Yes, Jenny. I know, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. They're too grand for using on the likes of me. Oh! (She deliberately pricks him.)
VIRGINIA. What is it?
ZACK. You ran the scissors into me. It doesn't matter though.
(She pricks again.)
Oh, Jenny, that did hurt a bit.
VIRGINIA. I meant it to. Don't you dare to say it doesn't matter when you're hurt or I'll hurt you again.
ZACK. No, Jenny.
(She turns to table and makes lather.)