"You sure this is going to work?"
"Look Dad disinherited us both on his death bed, one of us needs to pretend to be Sis to get our share of the old buster's dough. We'll give her a third so it'll be fair. She's been in Australia for years, she won't even know we were disinherited. Now come on, you and Sis are twins - you look so similar."
"Jeez these stockings feel great!"
"You're not turning into a transvestite are you George Wolford?"
"Zip it Ted, all I'm saying is this stuff kinda feels nice."
"How do I look?"
"Terrific! You sure have nice pins George."
"Your not turning gay on me Ted?"
"Shut the fuck up George. You look just like Sis. Maybe black would be more respectful at this sad time?"
"Er - Wendy Wolford I need to sign receipt of my father Henry Wolford's estate."
"Ah Miss Wolford, take a seat."
"Sad to say goodbye to your father - he and I were good friends. Shame about his sons being such idiots."
"Oh they are OK really."
"OK! They would lose your father's money in less than a year. The business is in much safer hands with you my dear."
"Still, I'd like you to divide his estate into thirds once more."
"Against your father's will."
"It's mine now. Let's not mention this again. I want my brothers to think well of father."
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"There we are. All settled. Never mention this again."
"Very well Miss Wolford. I can't say this is the wisest decision you have made.
"All done Ted. That was easy."
"You can change now George."
"Not just yet. I really quite like looking like this."