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He relieves the dumbfounded DOROTHY of her packages.  She exhales her pent up inner tension, relaxes, smiles. 

The gawking faces of the SOCIETY MATRONS and SALESLADIES peer from the shop window in respectful awe at DOROTHY as she regally follows MAURICE toward the limousine.

MADAME MARKFORD calls out to her as MAURICE opens the door to the rear compartment:

                   MADAME MARKFORD
                (cheerfully waving)
       Goodbye, Your Royal Highness!  Thank
       you for shopping with us!

INT. CADILLAC LIMOUSINE—SIDEWALK. DAY.

DOROTHY is stunned to be greeted by the smiling faces of GERI and FAYARD and HAROLD, who has moved to the jump seat across from them.

                       HAROLD
       Going our way, Your Royal Highness?
 
                      DOROTHY
                (embarrassed)
       You weren't meant to hear that.

She climbs in the limo and sits next to GERI.

                        GERI
       Well hello.