The other day, when he was having his breakfast, I lit on the edge of his glass of milk. (Darkly.) And I wiped my foot! (Making a wiping motion with his right front foot.)
ALL
Your FOOT?
FLY
But what’s one boy! Huh! With the help of my thousand children, I could wipe out this whole town! (Animals turn away incredulously. The Horse brays like a donkey in derision. The Cat puts a paw over her mouth to hide a smile.) I could, I tell you. (To the Cat.) Haven’t I the entrée to the best homes?
CAT
(Nods.)
Oh, meow!
HORSE
And to the best stables! (Stamps.)