Eloise at the Plaza Page #8

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[Laughs]

I better get downstairs

and send Randall your regrets.

What's this?

I don't know.

Eloise gave it to me.

Ohh.

[Sighs]

[Indistinct chatter]

Mr. Peabody will be

so proud of you, sir.

He couldn't

have done better himself.

We're ready to open the doors,

Mr. Salomone.

Nine minutes late.

I have failed.

I guess you didn't get a chance

to reset it this morning.

- Tell them to open the doors.

- Yes, sir.

[Music playing]

[Excited chatter]

I'm sorry.

We've both apologized enough

for our misunderstanding.

No, I mean about stepping

on your foot.

I can't see very well.

Oh, come here.

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

Would you like to dance?

I would love to dance.

You're right, Nanny.

I can't fix everything.

Some things are just too big.

But I'm going to keep trying.

Don't you think you should, too?

- Nanny.

- Oh! Sir Wilkes!

Sir Wilkes?

Would you care to dance?

Why, I can't think of

anything I'd rather do.

You know, I cannot

keep calling you Nanny.

No, I suppose not.

I'm so sorry

to keep you waiting...

Miss, uh...

Stickler.

I understand you've had

a rather hectic day.

To say the least,

which is why you're here.

The Plaza is looking

to hire an events coordinator.

I've taken on too much lately

and don't have the time...

to pay attention

to every detail.

I quite understand,

and I can assure you...

you've come to the right person.

Details are my life,

Mr. Salomone.

I am an absolute perfectionist.

Well, I do hope you'll consider

taking the position...

Miss, uh, Stickler.

It would be my honor,

Mr. Salomone.

And please...

call me Prunella. [Laughs]

Here's what I like--

happy endings.

Gotta skitter!

[Indistinct chatter]

[Elevator dings]

Excuse me, would you see

that these get mailed?

- Certainly.

- Thank you.

Ohh!

[Coughs]

[Gasps]

Ohh! Ohh!

Gaah!

Ahh.

Huh!

[Clears throat]

Hmm!

Mother!

I absolutely love the Plaza.

[Music playing]

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