They both laughed.
"Does it pay?" she inquired mischievously.
"No, it doesn't. I wish I had another job."
"Why not take the one I've just left?"
"What was it?"
"I was dancing at the Follies."
"All right. Will you try me out?"
"With pleasure."
"I'll turn on that music-box."
The girl laughed her enchanting little laugh, appraised him at a glance, then turned her pretty head and critically surveyed the studio.