Girl. "Say what?"
Man. "Why, that I was—that I was—well, good-looking, you know?"
Girl. "Oh, yes! Lots of people!"
Man. (After reading half a page.) "I don't think this is so very interesting, do you?"
Girl. "No, it isn't. It doesn't carry out the promise of its beginning."
Man. (Closes magazine and wanders aimlessly toward the mirror in the mantel.)
Man. "Which way do you like my hair; this way, or parted in the middle?"
Girl. "I don't know—this way, I guess. I've never seen it parted in the middle."
Man. (Taking out pocket comb and rapidly parting his hair in the middle.) "There! Which way do you like it?"
Girl. (Judicially.) "I don't know. It's really a very hard question to decide."