Sandra
Yoo hoo, Cameron, dear! Got a minute for me, sugar?
Cameron
M-Missus Gassoula? What are you doing at the records office?
Sandra
MISS, honey. Ah ain't hitched no more. Got somewhere privatelike we can talk?
Cameron
Oh! Oh, of course. Um... the utility closet is private. And lockable.
SFX
[CLOSET DOOR CLOSING]
Sandra
Oof! Well, ah admit, it's cozy! Now, ah'm wanting to talk to you 'bout last couple o' weeks.
Cameron
O'course, ma'am. Did you still want the copy of the divorce proceedin's?
Sandra
Actually, honeybunch, I'd be most grateful if y'just threw them away for me.
Cameron
What? But you were hell bent to start serving papers last week!
Sandra
And now I don' need to, sugarpie. Why go through all that court nonsense when someone was so kind to 'serve' him for me?
Cameron
But - but the sheriff was askin' for all documents of all o' Gregory's wives, includin' you!
Sandra
Maybe this'll help y' decide.
Cameron
[HAPPY, NERVOUS GROWL]
Sandra
S'more where that came from, my sweet sergal, if'n you take that lighter of yours to those papers!
Cameron
Oh yes, ma'am! I'll get rid of them tomorrow.
Sandra
TONIGHT, sweetie. While it's fresh in y'mind.
Cameron
Uh, of course! T-tonight.
Sandra
That's better, sugar. Then maybe tomorrow we can come back to this closet and talk less 'bout business, and more 'bout - other things?
