Cole Porter:
Linda, what were you thinking? You couldn't have lost it.
Linda Porter:
I had hoped not.
Cole Porter:
What do you mean?
Linda Porter:
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Definitively nothing. Shall we go? I'd hate to compound the felony by making us late for the party, that would be something too hard to b-
[stands up and gasps]
Cole Porter:
What's wrong?
Linda Porter:
Nothing, it's just a little thing. Not like missing an opening night or a party, just a little thing that... stopped growing.
Cole Porter:
Oh, my sweet girl. I'm so sorry.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:27