Marlene
[to Mr. Stringer]
I'll see you later then.
[hesitates]
We're short-staffed tonight. I might be a little late.
Marlene
[smiles]
I can wait. [Mr. Stringer goes to kiss her until he sees small brown fur on her neck making him leave in disgust] What is it? [Marlene looks in the mirror and squeals in horror]
