“Darla! That ring! Who’s the lucky guy?”
“It’s George! Finally he proposed.”
A pause.
“Aren’t you going to congratulate me?”
“Darla, I’m sorry to have to tell you. George has been dating Veronica, a coworker, for months.”
“But … You mean it was always only about my money?”
“Darla, I’m so sorry. I’ve always known George was a gigolo. I just had to say something.”
“I could kill the bastard! The gold-digging bastard!”
“Darla, why don’t you talk to somebody?”
“Why, what will they say? I just want to kill him!”
“Call this number first. Ask for Ann-Louise or Rejoice.”
“It’s George! Finally he proposed.”
A pause.
“Aren’t you going to congratulate me?”
“Darla, I’m sorry to have to tell you. George has been dating Veronica, a coworker, for months.”
“But … You mean it was always only about my money?”
“Darla, I’m so sorry. I’ve always known George was a gigolo. I just had to say something.”
“I could kill the bastard! The gold-digging bastard!”
“Darla, why don’t you talk to somebody?”
“Why, what will they say? I just want to kill him!”
“Call this number first. Ask for Ann-Louise or Rejoice.”
