Belinda Lang and Lynda Bellingham Show Some Leg

Where is she?

I've been longing to meet you.

Maybe she's in the bath.

Faith!

Perhaps she's doing her exercises. I'm sure she has to.

She's got to be somewhere.

I can smell Chanel No. 5. Such a safe choice.

She might be around at Hillary's. We're feeding her cat.

I suppose that's one thing you can say for suburbia.

Everyone rallies round, feeding cats, watering hydrangeas.

She can't be far. The oven's on.

Dinner in the oven. Must be nice for you to be so regulated now.

Such a change from our life together.

If you mean you never cooked me a decent meal, you're right.

I was thinking of the excitement, wondering what the evening would bring.

Knowing it wouldn't be cheap.

Are these Paige's drawers? Yes.

She's got quite a primitive style, hasn't she?

Refreshingly childlike, really.

Liza, Faith obviously is not here.

What a pity. Shall I wait?

I'll tell her you called.

We must do this again sometime.

We certainly must.

Good night, darling.

Goodbye.

What are you doing in there?

I was going to greet you with a glass of champagne in this outfit.

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