[NICK]
Okay, Nick you're now inside a
Secret small apartment up in Sugarhill

[CATHERINE, spoken]
My sister Myrtle said you were a ten. You're a four

[NICK]
When Tom and Myrtle got here
They went straight into the bedroom
And they're in there still

[CATHERINE, spoken]
These are the McKees. They like to watch!

[NICK]
So I'm stuck makin' small talk
While they **** a few feet away
Smilin' at strangers
Who all look at me like I'm their prey
I close my eyes but all I see
Is the glowing face of Daisy Fay

[MRS. MCKEE, spoken]
Mr. McKee has taken two hundred and twenty seven photographs of me
[MR MCKEE, spoken]
Two-twenty eight

[NICK]
I never should have come here
As my palms begin to sweat
I need a dose of culture
And I need a cigarette
Oh, they really
Should've dropped me
At The Met

[NICK, spoken]
I'm not drinkin'

[TOM, spoken]
I'm not drinkin' alone

[MRS. MCKEE, spoken]
Love the dress. Love!

[MYRTLE, spoken]
This crazy old thing? I just slip it on when I don't really care what I look like

[CATHERINE, spoken]
The tag's still on it
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