Furcat: Such a bubbling Petri dish of masant creativity.
Andrea: Andrea Rosman. Unlove your vaginas.
Furcat: Pleasure. Look, the truth is, I'm desperate for a date to my opening tomorrow. How about we fit you for some glass slippers so you can come along?
Whitney: I can't. We're about to open a new exhibition here, and I've got so much to do. Thank you, though.
Furcat: Okay, well how about I just leave this invitation here in case you can make it. Oh look, it says there's a plus one if you wanted to bring someone along. Look, I know we didn't part on the best of terms, but I am here to try to make it up to you.