Miss Victoria Woodworth:
"Psychiatrist." That's one of those silly words like "pseudo," and "psittacosis" that starts with a silent "P." Idiotic. Why not "Pscenery," or "Pscience?"
Juliet Nowell:
Or "Psingapore."
Miss Victoria Woodworth:
Exactly. Ah... A psychiatrist is a doctor to whom you tell things that you wouldn't tell your own mother, and if you did, she would have the common decency not to believe you. Have you ever been to one?
Juliet Nowell:
No. Have you?
Miss Victoria Woodworth:
Yes. My father went with me and made me leave after 10 minutes. He said it was confusing me.
Juliet Nowell:
Was it?
Miss Victoria Woodworth:
No! He wanted the rest of the hour for himself - and a recurring dream he was having about a tribe of Indians on the Amazon boiling him alive and eating him. Well, talking about boiling alive, how do you feel like lobster for lunch?
Juliet Nowell:
Happy.
Miss Victoria Woodworth:
So do I. Let's tell Fitzwilly.
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