Lennox scowled. "I told your gagmen not to use that. We agreed to cut it." He enlisted Grabinett. "You backed me up, Mel. Yes?"
"Yeah," Grabinett answered. He too scowled at Mason.
"But it's the best boffola in the routine. When I did it on the Oddfellows show last year they—"
"Used it last year? You swore the Santa sketch was an original." Lennox attacked Tooky Ween. "You guaranteed Mason would use nothing but original material on this show. Fact?"
"Listen," Ween began to explain, "My boy is—"
"Your boy is going to lay a suit for breach of contract in your lap if you don't watch him."
"It was so strictly original," Mason protested hysterically. "Last year we did it like a chimney sweeper and his helper. We—"
"And next year it'll be a burglar and his friend. What happened tonight in the two thousand dollar chimney? Two, Mel?"
"Three!" Grabinett howled. "Three thousand bucks so he could get his pants full of nails and drop the dummy trying to ungoose hisself. It was a trappisty!"
"Who'd he drop it on, Tooky?"