☆Chapter 17-2☆ George: So first, I got to go get some eucalyptus candles because it makes my apartment smell mossy. Then I'm going to the market. And I can't decide whether to get sausage for the meat sauce, or chopped meat. Birdie: Spare us. George: You know what? Clam sauce. Because this is a big date. (キャスとバーディ、売り上げを見ながら) Kath: Don't tell me. Not the slightest difference? How can that be? All this publicity and not one bit of difference? Birdie, what am I going to do? What would Mom have done? Birdie: Well, let's ask her. Cecilia, what should we do? She has no idea. But she thinks the window display is lovely. Good night, dearie.