Sally and Susan in “Flushed”

Did he say what he wanted?

Not a word.

Maybe he's going to propose. You said you had a fantastic time last weekend. Maybe he's thinking, you know...

One swallow doesn't make a summer.

Maybe you should marry him.

It's not like that. It's very casual. It's really just sex with a fringe of conversation.

But what if he's your last ever man? What if you've used up your go's? Remember: every morning your face has slipped a little bit more. Since (age) 30, I have had to put a daily limit on facial expressions. I only ever smile at single men, so I can justify the loss of elasticity.

Is this how your mind works all the time?

The only reason I work is so I stop worrying about my hair.

And this from my beautician. Which reminds me; facial, Wednesday morning. Just don't count every time you find a wrinkle.

Do I do that out loud?

You've got a running total in my file. Sally, did it ever occur to you that age brings wisdom and greater confidence?

Susan, age bring you more to shave.