Please, please go.
FLOSSIE
(Who has lifted head and been regarding Freda, to Vanderlip. Loud enough for all to hear, but not too loud.)
Who is that woman?
VANDERLIP
(Painfully embarrassed, hesitatingly.)
Well... you see, Flossie... it's like this.
FLOSSIE
(With asperity.)
She is not a friend of yours?