Grant
“How I Made My Characters in The Sand Bar Live.”
(He pauses a second, smiling cynically. Then, as he apparently hears something, he rises and goes over to the hall door which he opens quickly. He looks out and apparently sees a neighbor entering the apartment opposite. A bibulous “good night” is heard. He closes the door, turns the key, tests the door and sees it is locked. As he stands there puzzled, Jerry enters, with a bottle of milk, some crackers, and an apple on a small tray.)
You’ll have to get over this habit of waiting on me now.
Jerry
Don’t ask the impossible.
Grant
But we shall have servants now; plenty of them.
Jerry