(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!?
