Here, honey. Have drink with me while we wait.

Prosperous:

Why, I shouldn't. You know I don't take too well to spirits.

Lotta:

Don't worry, just one won't hurt you. It'll calm your nerves. (She pours into both glasses. Prosperous gulps it down.) So, honey, tell me more about this niece of yours. (She pours another shot.)

Prosperous:

She's been livin' in a girls' school since she's been ten. I send money every month to the school to take her only she don't know it was from me. (Johnson gulps another shot.)