Cook: Sir! Say, "Sir" ven you spik to me if you do not say "Most Royal Sir." Vatever you like—but do be respectful.
Prince (furious): Sir!!!!!
Head Cook: Zat is better—
Prince: Nay—sir—I—meant—
Head Cook: It does not matter vat you mean so long as you say, "Sir." Now answer, if you wish for a place here! You do—eh?
Prince: Why—why, yes!
Head Cook: Ver' good. Zen vere is your last place?
Prince: I lived in the castle of Prince Fairasday—(Cook raps on table, annoyed.) Eh?
Head Cook (shouting furiously): Sir!
Prince: Oh—oh, yes, I beg your pardon (humbly, laughing), sir.