Madge, Madge - your 12 foot tall satin curtain has seen too much, and is shortly to hurl you from your own window when you attempt to hide behind it.
At least, if you believe Victor. He ends up in a white dinner jacket dancing with Irene in a club in Peru. Is he able to afford well-tailored white dinner jackets because he is making a living as a hit man? We'll never know.
Can you finish this sentence for tomorrow's opening scene "Last night I dreamed..."