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Musical: Catered Affair, A
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MYRA Dolores! Dolores, come to the window. DOLORES What's wrong? MYRA Hold on, I gotta catch my breath. I ran all the way from the fish monger. PASHA I heard you all the way from the bedroom. What did I miss? DOLORES What happened at the fishmonger? PASHA How should I know what happened at the fishmonger? I was in the bedroom. MYRA Will you two just listen? You'll never guess who's getting married and why. DOLORES Grace Kelly... Because she's tired of Hollywood. PASHA You're a panic, you are. DOLORES Tell us already. MYRA Aggie's girl, Janey. DOLORES & PASHA To the one with the glasses? MYRA That's what I heard. PASHA Do you think the father caught them upstairs? MYRA Maybe, but it might be something more than that. I've been thinking Janey looks a little fat. PASHA Maybe she just likes to eat. MYRA Or maybe we'll soon hear the patter of little feet! DOLORES You suppose? PASHA NO, no, no, that's how rumors get started. MYRA It's not a rumor. I heard it at the fishmonger. [Thanks to cammie for lyrics]
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