CINDERELLA. No. I’ve sort of given notice.
BODIE (disappointed). You’ve got another place?
(She shuts her mouth like a box.)
Has it anything to do with the Godmother business?
(Her mouth remains closed. He barks at her.)
Don’t then. (He reconsiders her.) I like you, you know.
CINDERELLA (gleaming). It’s fine to be liked.
BODIE. Have you a lonely life?
CINDERELLA. It’s kind of lonely.
BODIE. You won’t tell me about your home?