LAURA. Uh-huh. I'm ready for him to turn me into a Communist.

TIPPY. That _is_ news!--Where did Kate go?

LAURA. To make a date with her boss. He's sixty and rich--and
serious.

TIPPY. No kidding?--No, my world doesn't drop out from under me. It
merely turns wrong side out in my hand.--Your tea, Ken. It contains
teaffein, which stimulates the heart but quiets the nerves.
Teaffein in tea is the same as caffein in coffee. But under the
profit system we don't know that yet--because no one has invented a
teaffeinless tea.

[KEN _accepts sandwich and tea and tries to be a sport and make the
party._]

KEN. I wouldn't need Martin to turn me into a Communist. All I'd
have to do would be to knock out the partition in the middle of my
brains and let the left side mingle with the right.

TIPPY. As if your brains weren't muddled enough already!

[MARTIN _bursts in, carrying two Soviet posters. Leaves door
ajar._]

MARTIN. Hey, fellows, see what I've got! [_He hangs one up while
the others are inspecting the first._]

LAURA. It's ugly.