Jerry. It’s a nice morning out. You two ought to be out walking.
Fish [blankly]. Huh?
Jerry. Is this number 2127? If it is, I’ve got a good-looking lot of mail for you.
Doris [with growing interest]. What do you mean, a good looking lot of mail?
Jerry. What do I mean? Why, I mean it’s got variety, of course. [Rummaging in his bag.] I got eight letters for you.
Doris. Say, you’re new on this beat, aren’t you?
Jerry. Yes, I’m new but I’m good. [He produces a handful of letters.] I’m the best one they ever had.
Fish. How do you know? Did they tell you?
Jerry. No, I just feel it. I know my job. I can give any other mailman stamps and post-cards and beat him with bundles. I’m just naturally good. I don’t know why.
Doris. I never heard of a mailman being good.