– Yes. Come in. Come in.
– If I come in, does the door get closed?
– Naturally.
– Then I don’t come in.
– Why not?
– You know why not. You’re grown up.
– My dear Mrs. Pickett…
– Miss Pickett. And don’t butter me up.
– I have conducted my affairs behind closed doors for 20 years.
– Not with me.
– You overestimate both of us. Have it your way.
