He looked anxious.
"You wanted me ?" he said.
And Joan held out her hand.

"I did and do, Marty.

But how did you guess ?" "I didn't guess; I knew." And he held her hand nervously.
She looked younger and sweeter than ever in her blue silk dressing gown and shorter in her heelless slippers.

What a kid she was, after all, he thought.
"How amazing!" she said.

"I wonder how ?" He shook his head.