Garbo Laughs!

and it sounded just like this: Aardvark. Don't be alarmed. I'd write it out slowly and with sense, if my nattering mattered, but it doesn't, so I just write little pockets of bombast for the Genes, for the many pocket accessories we have to carry now to help distract us from the weight of being, for fucks sake. Ninotchka: We don't have men like you in my country. Leon: Thank you. Ninotchka: That is why I believe in the future of my country.