Makes me want to drink from delicate crystal champagne saucers in the garden, go for midnight swims and roll my vowels a little when I say words like 'maaaaaaarvelousss'.
Not interested in yourself, Red, you're fascinated.
You're far and away your favorite person in the world.
Champagne's funny stuff. I'm used to whiskey. Whiskey is a slap on the back,
and champagne's heavy mist before my eyes.
You'll never be a first class human being or a first class woman until
you've learned to have some regard for human frailty.