(Sibella): Monty?

Monty

Don't you just love me in pink?

Would you please?

Maybe a flower for my hair? No, no

Yes, no

Violet?

No, I tire of roses I think

Look! You brought me chocolates!

Oh no I don't dare

Do you hate these earrings?

Now the truth

Don't be kind

I don't mind

Because I hate them too

No, no, no don't squeeze

Monty, you're a tease!

Ohh, Monty! Look, my shoe!

I don't know what I'd do without you!

I have never met another man who's half as dear as you

You're so clever too!

And you make me laugh!

More than anybody.

Why are other man so dreary, Monty?

And so deadly dull?

No one holds a conversation half as beautifully as you

(Monty): Well actually there's a matter of some urgency I should like to discuss...

(Sibella): You haven't said a word about my dress!

You're a brute!

Look! She how it moves when I turn

It's a bit much for Clapham

But nevertheless

Maybe just a bite

Just to be polite

Monty, that's too tight!

Monty, that's just right...

Oh, what I put you through.

I don't know what I'd do

Oh, you know that it's true

I don't know

What I'd do

Without you.

Don't you just love me in pink!?