SEBASTIAN: Have you told her what you're feeling?
GARY: Sort of
. SEBASTIAN: She is nineteen, and you are twenty-three, correct?
GARY: Yes.
Rough. “Oh!!!” Fay gasped with delight. “So what’s it gonna be, big mama?” he growled hoarsely
SEBASTIAN: Have you told her what you're feeling?
GARY: Sort of
. SEBASTIAN: She is nineteen, and you are twenty-three, correct?
GARY: Yes.
Rough. “Oh!!!” Fay gasped with delight. “So what’s it gonna be, big mama?” he growled hoarsely
SEBASTIAN: Have you told her what you're feeling?
GARY: Sort of
. SEBASTIAN: She is nineteen, and you are twenty-three, correct?
GARY: Yes.
Rough. “Oh!!!” Fay gasped with delight. “So what’s it gonna be, big mama?” he growled hoarsely
