Edna the Maid: [opening the door] Yes, Mam?
Sandra Hamilton: Tell your mistress, the Fuller Brush woman is here.
Edna the Maid: I don't think we need...
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: Who is it, Edna?
Sandra Hamilton: The woman from your man's past.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: Who are you?
Sandra Hamilton: Sandra. I tell fortunes and everything.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: Well of all the nerve, coming up here unannounced...
Sandra Hamilton: Nerve? Yeah, I got that too. I had the man, you're going to marry.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: Oh, I see. You're the ex?
Sandra Hamilton: Right, first time, sister. Send you're shadow here for a spot of gin. You're going to need it.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: I never drink.
[to the maid]
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: You may go, Edna.
Sandra Hamilton: Cigarette?
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: I never smoke.
Sandra Hamilton: Before I get through with you, Baby, you're gonna burn.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: Will you kindly state your business and go.
Sandra Hamilton: OK. Hamilton faked a Wall Street crash and cut my alimony in half. See?
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: No, I don't see.
Sandra Hamilton: Well, he cut my alimony in half, just the same. And now that he's in the money, it's up you to get him to put it back where it was.
Phyllis Van Kamp aka Fanny Malone: How dare you suggest such a thing? How dare you even intimate that I should become a party to such a sordid scheme?
Sandra Hamilton: Sit down, Fanny Malone!
[Fanny meekly sits down]