"Sure—the usual thing, but I'll see you over on the other side," answered Mickey.
"Then I'll be over at your hotel at six," said Evelyn.
"O. K., Ev, see you then—and thanks, Mickey, for the hospitality. So long," as she closed the door behind her.
"That girl's sure a real good scout, Mickey—it's too bad that she has got to go the route."
"Let's have a little drink—what do you say, Ev?"
"Quick."
"Say, Ev, where did you meet Pearl?"
"On the car the other night—and right away that Big Boy falls head over heels for her in a big way, and wants to marry her, and she can't see him—but—she is nuts over Harry Hicks—ain't that something to tie your bowels in a knot?"
"Oh, Jees, Harry will do to her what he has done to all the rest that's come his way—he will get tired of her as quick as the rest, and then I suppose she will grieve, and go on the usual drunk, to forget it. I don't know what it is about that guy that makes these girls go for him like they do."
"Yeah—and look at the dough she could get from that big guy."