Hmmm, guess I'll have to pop in at the reading room when we're done.
Prairie: How long will this take? It's worse than picking out clothes with my mom.
Patience Prairie, I need to make sure the measurements are perfect. Besides, you should be honored to be the model for one of the haunters.
*Checks the length of the nightgown Prairie's wearing, the trail behind her, the arm length, the waistline, the sweep of her hair, the slope of her pinkish head as to how she captures the look of a noseless Muppet face...
Stop fidgeting, just a couple of more inspections and then you can change back into your Street clothes.
Prarie, sighing: Oh... OK.
Count: Have you heard? There's a barbecue tonight at the poolhouse.
Mmm, you wanna go Prairie?
PD: Yes... But I want to get this over with first.
Count, please tell Rosita to meet us there later tonight.
Count: Yes sir. *Leaves Ed and Prairie alone for the time being.