D: (Saying to Frank)
  Susan: Dad, I'm going to a sports car race! Victor has a car entered!
  Frank: So he's thought up a new way to break his fool neck!
  Susan: (Opens the closet) Hmm...now what can I possibly wear? No, this looks too old.
            Uh-uh, this looks too sophisticated!
 (Doorbell rings)
Susan: Like it, Victor? I pieced together and accessorized  a few outfits ...chromed the buttons...redesigned the lapels... and modified the lining!
Victor:  (Looking a little surprised) Looking good, Sue! What do you say we burn a little rubber in my second car for the Grand Prix?
 Susan: (A car pulls up and they drive away.) This is Mike's house! Are you picking him
            up too?
 Victor:  C'mon! Mike's also got a racer!
 (They enter Mike's house.)
Victor: Is the Grand Prix set up, gang?
 Mike: For a half hour already!
 (A girl smirks.)
 Susan: What are you smirking at, Betty?
 Betty: Oh nothing, Sue! Your outfit is very original!
 Victor: (Showing Sue a model car) Sue, just look at this baby! Aren't these treads
             realistic?
 Susan: (Feeling angry) I'd like to tread all over you, Victor!
 Victor:  But, Sue! I named this beauty "Susan" after you!
 Susan:  Oh? That's sweet of you, Victor! Enjoy your race!
 (Susan runs away angrily.)