“Jimmy? Oh, I love the name Jimmy! Jimmy what, Ramona?”
“Jimmy Jimmereeno,” said Ramona.
“Stand still,” said Eloise.
“Well! That’s quite a name. Where is Jimmy? Will you tell me, Ramona?”
“Here,” said Ramona.
Mary Jane looked around, then looked back at Ramona, smiling as provocatively as possible. “Here where, honey?”
“Here,” said Ramona. “I’m holding his hand.”
“I don’t get it,” Mary Jane said to Eloise, who was finishing her drink.
“Don’t look at me,” said Eloise.
Mary Jane looked back at Ramona. “Oh, I see. Jimmy’s just a make-believe little boy. Marvellous.” Mary Jane leaned forward cordially. “How do you do, Jimmy?” she said.