Kitty. Just one?
Warren (hastily). I mean—I only smoke one cigar in the afternoon, you know. But where is your hat?
Kitty. I'm going to have it fixed over a little, Warren. Just enough to suit my own individuality, you know.
Warren. Jack Dawson gave his wife a cook stove.
Kitty. Speaking of impossible presents, I just got the most horrible pin-cushion cover from Rannie Stewart. I threw it in the waste basket.
Warren. That's what comes of promiscuous giving. I told you how it would be. First I decided not to buy anything at all, but I couldn't resist that hat. Your tickets to the masquerade dinner and ball are the rest of the present.
Kitty. But I told Lolly we'd take tickets from her.
Warren. I know. I haven't bought the tickets yet. I meant the money for them was the rest of your present. That and the hat. All my presents are beautiful practical things that every one wants.
Kitty. Yes, that's so. You have wonderful taste.
Warren. I didn't even give Eddie anything.