"You don't seem to think of much of anything, do you?"
"Don't get nasty. It isn't going to help."
"Everything gets messed up. I was all right. Now I'm out on a limb. I should be laughing?"
"I think we ought to get the money first."
"I can't go like this. I don't want to ruin these clothes."
"Ruin your clothes? Where are we going?"
"Never mind that."
"You haven't got anything but good clothes in—" I stopped too suddenly.
"So you had to poke around," she said, vibrating with anger. "Did you have a good time? Did you like what you saw?"
"It's nice stuff."