Fat Sam:
[as the speakeasy is closing down for the night and everyone is leaving]
Tallulah! How much longer you want us to wait?
Tallulah:
[sweetly yet slightly sarcastically]
Coming honey, you don't want me to look a mess, do you sweetheart?
Fat Sam:
Snap it up, will ya?
Tallulah:
Put your flaps down tiger or else you'll take off.
Fat Sam:
[annoyed]
You spend more time prettying yourself up then there is time in the day!
Tallulah:
[pointedly]
Listen honey, if I didn't look this good, you wouldn't give me the time of day.
Fat Sam:
[rejectedly]
I'll see you in the car!
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