Your Royal Highness pgs. 9-13

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                       DOROTHY
      See what?

She turns her head to see the SOCIETY MATRONS glaring at them in seething silence. 

                         ETTA
      Some welcoming committee, eh?
 
                       DOROTHY
      What's their problem?
 
                        VIVIAN
      Your complexion, dummy.  
 
                       DOROTHY
      Our money is as good as theirs.
 
                         ETTA
      Not as far as they're concern.
 
                        VIVIAN
      Come on, we're going, we'll find 
      another shop—
 
                       DOROTHY
               (shakes her head)
      I'm happy right here.
 
                         ETTA
               (pleadingly)
      Dorothy Jean…
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