Denise: I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't dawdling.

Moray: You were watching those ladies. What were you thinking?

Denise: Nothing, sir, I...Only, it came into my mind that...No.

Moray: Yes, yes, yes. Go on.

Denise: "Miss Paradise Pink ", the prettiest lady wearingone of our flowers might be given a prize and declared as...

Moray: "Miss Paradise Pink ". To celebrate a lady's loveliness. What woman wouldn't want it?

Denise: It would bring them into the store, just to see who else is here, who elsebelieves they might win.

Moray: The whole store, buzzing with beautiful women, eachtrying to be more glittering than the rest. How clever, Denise, what a wonderful idea! We must doit.