Mr. Lee, I took the liberty of writing a new gag in. It’s a good hot weather gag I’m going to pull with Carter. I say to Carter, “Now that the days are getting longer, I’m going into the ice business, so that when it gets too hot to work I can sit down on my business, and—”....
Gene
[Enters]. Mr. Robin, that tailor just brought your suit. He wants you to try it on.
Jack
That funny suit for the last act with the little hat?
Gene
Yes.
Jack
I want to see that. [To Lee.] Excuse me.
[He goes. Lee is at the table sorting out some manuscripts when Randolph Dillings enters. Dillings is about 30, well tailored, poised, healthy looking. He is clearly a person of wealth and breeding—a man whose only weakness, perhaps, is that he does not know what he wants and is not intently concerned with finding out.]