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Manny:
There's a girl.

Bernard:
A what? You know I don't approve of you seeing other girls- people. Who is she?

Manny:
Roweena, a friend of Anne's. I met her once and was hoping to meet her again.

Bernard:
Oh, I see.

[Mockingly]

Bernard:
Roweena! Roweeeeena! And what am I supposed to do while you're doing the underpants charleston with this insane, blind tart?

Manny:
Why are you getting so angry?

Bernard:
I can't help being angry when I'm furious! So, before you go off to raise your bearded freak circus, what's she like?

Manny:
She's nice.

Bernard:
She's nice, she- dont make me sick into my own scorn. What are her prospects? Does she play the viola? Does she embroider? Is she kind to the servants?

Manny:
I don't know. All I know is I like her and there's a good chance that she likes me.

Bernard:
[Later] Well, we're going to this party because I'm trying to picture this girl who likes you and all I can see is you in a dress.