The Saxon Charm Page #4

at your husband tonight.

You've been trying to tell me something.

What is it?

We've known each other

less than two hours and ..

Yet I feel as though I've

known you for two years.

Janet, I think I can

talk to you like a sister.

Go ahead, I'd like to hear.

If I talk, I'll pin your ears back.

I'm willing to take that chance.

Alright.

Matt Saxon is the most brilliant

man in the theater today.

Even his enemies admit this.

But his last plays were so intellectual,

no-one knew what they were about.

He's always had a

certain contempt for people.

But he has it now more than ever.

Especially towards the fact they

have lives of their own to live.

Even the cleverest are hooked once

the Saxon charm goes to work.

A smart wife would get her

husband away from Saxon.

While there is still a chance.

While he's still his own master.

Standing on his own hind feet.

I thought you were Saxon's friend.

You mean, his girl? I'm not.

I am his friend.

As much as anyone can be.

I wish I could understand.

How I could love him.

And still warn you about him.

I wish I didn't love him so much.

I wish I'd keep my big mouth shut.

Forget what I said, honey. I mean, don't

forget what I said, forget I said it.

Ah, this could be none but Janet Busch.

How do you do?

How do you do. You've confirmed

my faith in your husband's good taste.

And my own little Alma - Eric Busch.

How do you do.

Pardon the hand of a gentleman,

but I'm only human.

Darling, you're late. I'm sorry.

It's entirely my fault.

I forced him into a game of darts,

just so that I could get even.

Darts?

Why are you sitting here?

You could be waiting at my table.

We could if you had a table.

Of course I have a table. Come along.

Just in case.

Well, Matt. About time you showed up.

Darling, here you are.

Matt Saxon and Eric Busch in person.

This is marvellous.

In the same dinner party

with two big celebrities.

You didn't tell me, Zack

that you'd married a child.

Welcome to our new

partnership, Mrs Humber.

Oh, Zack told me about the play.

It sounds dreamy, but simply dreamy.

Thank you, Mrs Humber.

Good evening.

Evening. Who are you? Where's Otto?

Otto has gone sir. We recently changed

hands. But the old chef is still here.

Ah. Well the chef is the important one.

My name is Saxon. I hope

you've saved me a good table.

I'm sorry sir, but I'll do the

best I can with no reservation.

But I made a reservation.

The message was with the flowers I sent.

Flowers? Oh, the box addressed to Otto?

Yeah.

What with Otto gone sir,

I just couldn't accept it.

Well, it's alright.

We can't eat flowers.

I'm sorry, sir.

You're sorry?

I'll give you the best table I can, sir.

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