Beauty for Sale

[Overheard talking to another salon patron while walking through the salon]

Older Patron of Madame Sonia's Salon:
You can't tell me she has to sit on my husband's lap to take dictation!

[Regarding Burt, who has run out on his pregnant lover, but is the apple of his mother's eye]

Carol Merrick:
Oh, well - maternal pride. I bet even a baby skunk smells like a rosebud to its mother.

[Overheard talking to one another while walking through the salon]

Client of Madame Sonia's Salon:
She said it was appendicitis...

Second Client of Madame Sonia's Salon:
[Incredulous] Appendicitis? Ha! I'd like to see the scar!