Man in the White Vest. The people were bored. Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, but wishing to accommodate you—give you a few hours of pleasant excitement—elevate your spirits—inspire you with altruistic sentiments—
Englishman. Is the café yours?
Man in the White Vest. Yes.
Englishman. And is the hotel below also yours?
Gentleman. Yes. The people were bored—
Correspondent [writing]. The proprietor of the café, desiring to increase his profits from the sale of alcoholic beverages, exploits the best human sentiments.—The people's indignation—
Unknown Man [angrily]. Boss, will you have me taken off at once or won't you?
Hotel Keeper. What do you want up there? Aren't you satisfied? Didn't I have you taken off at night?
Unknown Man. Well, I should say so. You think I'd be hanging here nights, too!
Hotel Owner. Then you can stand it a few minutes longer. The people are bored—