"'Oh, I'm so glad you've changed your mind, Miss LaTour,' I greeted her. 'And now if you're ready, we can continue our experiments without further delay.'
"'Nix, doc, I ain't here for any more experiments,' were her first words.
"I was non-plussed. 'You're not? Then why did you—?'
"'Oh, I dunno. I been practisin' that space-warpin' hip-wiggle in private, see? And I been meetin' all sorts of characters. But not the one I got a real interest in.'
"I sensed trouble. 'Miss LaTour, if you've come here for—'
"'I'm getting bored, Doc. Luigi's gettin' too jealous. Why he even thinks that you—' She leered at me archly. 'Well, never mind. But them few hours I spent with that there Launcelot—'
"She began to hum a few bars of the song she used in her—um—routine, despite my pleas.
"'Miss LaTour, please don't begin that again!'
"'What're ya kickin' about, professor? You're gettin' a free show, ain'tcha? At least up to a point y'are—'
"'Please, Miss LaTour, put on that blouse. I must warn you—'