How about you and me having a drink
together, now we're aquainted?

No, thank you.
You don't have to be
so snooty about it.

I'll have you know, I know better
people than you in Pittsburgh.

I'm sure you're a great social
success, given half a chance.

Now you're talking.
Do you mind not sitting
in my lap in public?

That's enough of that.
-Beat it.
-I'm a guest in this hotel.

-Who do you think you are?
-I'm the house detective. Get going.

This town's getting
worse and worse.

It's all right,
you don't have to go.

I'm sorry you were being annoyed.
I've been watching you...

and I figured something
like this might happen.

The chief duty of a house detective
is to spot trouble in advance.

-You're not registered here, are you?

I didn't think so, the way you were
wandering around.

Looking for somebody?
Don't be afraid of me...

I've got you spotted as a lady
in trouble, from out of town.

Schoolteacher, or librarian,
which is it?

-I thought so...

they always look like they lost
something. Maybe I can help you.

-I don't think so, thank you.
-Looking for some man, I suppose...

must be a relative.
And from the worried look,
I'd say a close one.

A husband, for instance.
-I'm really amazed.
-I hit it?

-But how could you tell?
-I'm a kind of psychologist.

You've got to be in my line.
Now, would you mind filling in
a few of the blank spaces for me?

-No, it's just that we quarrelled.
-And then you got sorry...

and you came running after him?
That's the usual psychology.

-But now you're afraid to face him?
-No, no...

It's that I don't know
what room he's in...