Hawk
Wait a minute, Kitty. I want to tip you off to something. Are you running around with that sappity Morgan and wasting your time? What can he do for you—a piking bootlegger?
Who was it that took you out of the chorus, huh? Me, wasn't it? Who was it that gave you a chance to leave numbers? Me! Why, I could set you in a big show—get you anything. And you run around with a bologna like that simp. Come on inside and sit down, huh?