My friends are all doers and we talk about what we are doing or what others are doing. The only girly social talk I have known is in London where everything ends up one way or another about the queen. In New York there is very little time for intellectual or spiritual or sexual or medical or even much cultural discussion. And the restaurants are too noisy. We have developed a radar system and do pretty well reading each others’ minds. Our mistakes are hilarious but we forgive instantly.