Madame Chatchka: You, there. What you do here?
Will: Uh- Oh- Uh- Um, I'm Ashley's cousin. I was just waiting to drive her home. You make me kind of nervous with that stick, lady.
Madame Chatchka: You dare to read while great Stravinsky is played?
Will: I wasn't as tight with the man as you were.
Madame Chatchka: Do not attempt to make joke with me. I was lover of both Laurel and Hardy.
Will: Guess that look really works for you then.