The Band Wagon1953

Tony Hunter:
Oh, I'm afraid I've been very rude, I haven't told you how wonderful you were tonight.

Gabrielle Gerard:
Oh, thank you, I'm a great admirer of your work.

Tony Hunter:
I didn't think you'd 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:
I didn't mean...

Tony Hunter:
Young lady, I'll have you 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 saw all the greats - Pavlova, Carsanova, you don't see dancing like that nowadays. Oh, I'm terribly sorry...

Gabrielle Gerard:
Oh, that's all right! I wouldn't expect you to class me with Pavlova. In fact I doubt even she'd be good enough for you. You'd probably insist on an audition first!

Tony Hunter:
Darn right, 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 sorry...

Tony Hunter:
Oh, no you're not.

Gabrielle Gerard:
No I'm not!

Tony Hunter:
Neither am I!