You never saw a kid prettier than her. Phoebe I mean. She’s so smart, she’s got sort of red hair and in the summer time she puts it behind her ears. She got really pretty ears. I really wanted to shoot the crap with Phoebe. The best bit is, if you tell her something she knows exactly what you mean. You can take her anywhere. She’s great. You’d like her if you met her.
I went in the Lavender room. I met these girls. There were three of them. I danced all of them. Bernice. Boy, was she dopey, but she was a terrific dancer. I told her she oughta be a pro. The two ugly ones were Marty and Laverne. Laverne wasn’t too bad, but let’s just say I would have rather been dead than have had to dance with Marty. She was terrible. Really terrible.
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