:14:00
That fat,
bulbous neighbor of mine, Mister...
:14:04
- Preysing.
- Not you.
:14:07
Oh, no.
:14:11
Work.
:14:12
- Does he sing?
- I hope not.
:14:15
- Weren't you playing something?
- Yes. The typewriter.
:14:19
- You're a little stenographess.
- Yes, Im a little stenographess.
:14:23
That's fascinating.
:14:25
I don't suppose you'd take some dictation
from me sometime, would you?
:14:32
- How about some tea, then?
- Tea would spoil my dinner.
:14:36
I only have one meal a day,
and Id rather hate to spoil it.
:14:38
- Are you reducing?
- Reducing?
:14:43
Me? Do I need to?
:14:46
No. It's perfect.
:14:49
I don't think Ive ever...
:14:51
But why one meal a day?
:14:54
- Money. Ever heard of it?
- Yes, I have, vaguely.
:14:57
But I always thought
little stenographers made little pennies.
:15:00
- Very little.
- That's too bad.
:15:04
Did you ever see a stenographer
with a decent frock on?
:15:07
I have, indeed.
:15:10
One she'd bought herself?
:15:12
I see what you mean. Poor kid.
:15:15
- I wish I were free tonight.
- Aren't you?
:15:20
- What?
- Free.
:15:23
No, darn it, Im not.
:15:25
But there's tomorrow.
:15:31
- What time tomorrow?
- 5:00, downstairs.
:15:34
Where downstairs?
:15:35
In the funny yellow room
where they dance.
:15:39
You're funny.
:15:42
- Tomorrow?
- Of course.
:15:45
Really?
:15:48
We'll dance?
:15:51
All right. We'll dance.
:15:59
I wonder if I could remind the Baron
of his promise...