“Different dreams for different people, of course.”
Levine looked doubtful. “Maybe you know what you’re doing, but what if all those people don’t share your dream? What if they don’t show up?”
“They’ll show,” said Madeline Tosca calmly. “I have faith in my dream and faith in my people. They will show.”
“Eventually,” he agreed, nodding. “But not right now. We’ve run out of time, Madeline. Thank you for joining us.”
She smiled, and her eyes twinkled. “No, Morton, I think you mean: ‘Thank you for not joining us.’ ”