Victor/Victoria1982

Toddy:
You know it's very strange. At the club I thought you were just about at the end of your rope.

Victoria:
Oh, I was. I am! This is the first decent meal I've had in almost four days.

Toddy:
And you can't pay for it?

Victoria:
Caseé!

Toddy:
And you want me to have dinner with you?

Victoria:
I want you to have the best damn dinner you ever had. Have two! I started off with the roast chicken and I segued to boeuf bourguignon, it's anybody's guess what I could end up with.

Toddy:
Oh, I'd guess about thirty days.

Victoria:
If all goes well, I expect to leave here poor, but sated. I have a (lowers voice to a whisper) a bug in my purse. At the appropriate moment it goes in my salad.

Toddy:
It'll never work.

Victoria:
A bug in my salad?

Toddy:
In a place like this, it would be an event if there wasn't a bug in your salad.

Victoria:
What about a... cockroach?

Toddy:
A cockroach!

Victoria:
Shhh! Bigger than your thumb!

Toddy:
Ew, God!