Meeting Mr. Henry Spofford: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953)

To all the coalition leaders, what we need is a man who can do something. Finish your story, dear. Table, madame. Good evening, Miss Lee and Miss Shaw. This is Mr. Crosley, Mr. Franklin, Mr. Mason. How do you do? And Mr. Brooks. How do you do? Is Mr. Henry Spofford here? Not yet, but I believe this is his chair. You're here, Miss Lee. Miss Shaw, you're over here. Thank you. Pardon me, my girlfriend's too shy to ask, but could she please have your seat? But of course. She gets sick if she rides backwards. I'm sorry. Not at all. How does it happen that we're at the same table? This is the seat they assigned me, lady. How much did it cost? I can't tell you. You get too conceited. You're Mr. Franklin, aren't you? Are you enjoying your trip? How many times have you crossed? This is my, uh... Don't you feel alone out on the big ocean? Well, I, uh... I just adore conversation. Don't you? Oh, certainly. Pardon, monsieur. Mademoiselle, Mr. Spofford is here. Oh. Do I need... Pardon me for whispering, but please try to be really fresh. Okay. Right this way, sir. Mr. Henry Spofford. Hello. Well, Mr. Spofford, are you traveling by yourself? No, I've got a pal, a tutor, and a trainer. Well, uh... Pardon my saying so and all, but having heard so much about you, I expected you to be much older. I'm old enough to appreciate a good-looking girl when I see one. This promises to be quite a trip. Personally, I don't intend to miss a meal. How am I doing?