BELLA: _(Clapping her belly sinks back on the sofa, with a shout of laughter)_ An omelette on the... Ho! ho! ho! ho!... omelette on the...
STEPHEN: _(Mincingly)_ I love you, sir darling. Speak you englishman tongue for _double entente cordiale._ O yes, _mon loup_. How much cost? Waterloo. Watercloset. _(He ceases suddenly and holds up a forefinger)_
BELLA: _(Laughing)_ Omelette...