Snooks [bored]. Ain’t it past your bedtime, pop?
Dada. Do you see? “Frosts” and “frosts.” We used to laugh at that joke a great deal.
Dada. “Frosts,” you see. We’re not rich, but I always say that it’s easier for a camel to get through a needle’s eye than for a rich man to get to heaven.
Snooks. That’s the way I always felt.
Dada. Well, I think I’ll turn in. My sense of smell deceived me. No harm done. [He laughs.] Good night, Mr.——?
Snooks [humorously]. Good night, pop. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bedbugs bite.
Dada [starting away]. I hope you’ll excuse my costume. [He goes up-stairs. Jerry returns from the pantry just in time to hear his voice.]
Jerry. Who was that? Dada?
Snooks. He thought he was on fire.