Maid: Psst. I know you enjoying showing off the severed head, but we need to go.
Judith: In a minute. gawd, sometimes you are so pushy.
Maid: But you forgot that you promised your mother you would stop but for Sunday dinner.
Judith: Dagnabbit! You’re right. I suppose I need a shower. And I told her I would bring the entree.
Maid: Well, I think there is still some meat in the bottom of this bloody bag …
Judith: Do you think she would mind if we brought along a guest?