Mildred Wayland:
You can have Boyd Emerson for all of me.
Cherry Malotte:
Oh, no I can't. Boyd could never forgive me for being - well, for being Cherry Malotte.
Mildred Wayland:
Can you blame him?
Cherry Malotte:
No, men being what they are.
Mildred Wayland:
And women of a certain type being what *they* are.
Cherry Malotte:
You don't know my sort! But, I can see through you like a window and not such a clean window at that!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:36