Tony Hunter:
Oh, I'm afraid I've been awfully rude, I haven't told you how wonderful you were tonight.
Gabrielle Gerard:
Oh, thank you, I'm a great admirer of yours too.
Tony Hunter:
Oh, I didn't think you'd ever even heard of me.
Gabrielle Gerard:
Heard of you? I used to see all your pictures when I was a little girl. And I'm still a fan, I recently went to see a revival of them at the museum.
Tony Hunter:
[offended]
Museum? 'Step right this way, ladies and gentlemen, Egyptian mummies, extinct reptiles, and Tony Hunter, the grand old man of the dance!"
Gabrielle Gerard:
Oh I-I didn't mean...
Tony Hunter:
Young lady, I want you to know I can still thread a needle without my eyeglasses and still occasionally do a soft-shoe shuffle! Nothing balletic, of course.
Gabrielle Gerard:
You're not a ballet devotee, are you?
Tony Hunter:
Oh, yes! I was going to the ballet before you were born. I saw Pavlova, Carsanova, all the real ballet greats. You don't see dancing like that nowadays. Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
Gabrielle Gerard:
Oh, that's all right! I don't expect you to class me with Pavlova. In fact, if she were around, I doubt if she'd be good enough to dance with you. You'd probably insist on an audition first!
Tony Hunter:
I sure would, I'd audition my own grandmother.
Gabrielle Gerard:
Then why don't you audition mine? She'd be just about right for you! Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
Tony Hunter:
Oh, no you're not.
Gabrielle Gerard:
No I'm not!
Tony Hunter:
Neither am I!
Gabrielle Gerard:
Good!
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