"What's her name?" says Don.
"Carmen," says Bill, Carmen bein' the girl's name in the show that Genevieve was takin' that part.
"Carmen!" says Joss. "Get offen that stuff! I and Carmen's just like two pavin' bricks."
"I should worry!" says Bill. "I ain't goin' to run away from no rat-eater."
"You're a rat-eater yourself, you rat-eater!" says Don.
"I'll rat-eat you!" says Bill.
And they go to it with a carvin' set, but they couldn't neither one o' them handle their utensils.
Don may of been all right slicin' toadstools for the suey and Bill prob'ly could of massacreed a flock o' sheep with one stab, but they was all up in the air when it come to stickin' each other. They'd of did it better with dice.
Pretty soon the other actors can't stand it no longer and they come on yellin' "Fake!" So Don and Bill fold up their razors and Bill invites the whole bunch to come out and go through the Yards some mornin' and then he beats it, and the Michaels girl ain't did nothin' for fifteen minutes, so the management shoots her out for another song and she sings to Don about how he should ought to go home on account of his old lady bein' sick, so he asks Genevieve if she cares if he goes back to Janesville.
"Sure, I care," says Genevieve. "Go ahead!"