Stompin' at the Savoy1992

Paul Rothstein:
[while Alice scrubs the floors] So, where is everybody?

Alice:
[rises from the floor and moves to the sink] Your mother went shopping.

Paul Rothstein:
[moves forward, wrapping his arms around Alice's waist] Alone at last.

Alice:
[recoiling from his touch] Boy, quit! And watch where you're walking. I just scrubbed this.

Paul Rothstein:
Alice, I like you. I really like you.

Alice:
What would your mother do if she was on the other side of that door listening? Probably die. I don't know why you keep bothering me.

Paul Rothstein:
Because I like you. And it doesn't matter that you're colored.

Alice:
[tensely] Not much it don't. I'm light, so to you that makes me better. Still colored, but better. A lot of colored people think that way too, Paul. But I don't.