D: (Saying to Frank)
Susan: Dad, I'm going to a sports car race! Victor has a car entered!
Frank: So he's thought up a new way to break his fool neck!
Susan: (Opens the closet) Hmm...now what can I possibly wear? No, this looks too old.
Uh-uh, this looks too sophisticated!
(Doorbell rings)
Susan: Like it, Victor? I pieced together and accessorized a few outfits ...chromed the buttons...redesigned the lapels... and modified the lining!
Victor: (Looking a little surprised) Looking good, Sue! What do you say we burn a little rubber in my second car for the Grand Prix?
Susan: (A car pulls up and they drive away.) This is Mike's house! Are you picking him
up too?
Victor: C'mon! Mike's also got a racer!
(They enter Mike's house.)
Victor: Is the Grand Prix set up, gang?
Mike: For a half hour already!
(A girl smirks.)
Susan: What are you smirking at, Betty?
Betty: Oh nothing, Sue! Your outfit is very original!
Victor: (Showing Sue a model car) Sue, just look at this baby! Aren't these treads
realistic?
Susan: (Feeling angry) I'd like to tread all over you, Victor!
Victor: But, Sue! I named this beauty "Susan" after you!
Susan: Oh? That's sweet of you, Victor! Enjoy your race!
(Susan runs away angrily.)