Bill. Oh, say! What's he doin' to me?
Peggy. I'll tell you all about it when he's finished.
Bill. Say! I got to see that play!
Peggy. Oh, surely!
Bill (seriously). Suppose I don't like what he's done to me!
Peggy (to Will, who appears Left, wiping a dish). Another critic, Will! (to Bill) Now you must let us alone. Climb out, dear, and don't disturb us again until we're done.
Bill. All right. I'll hold my breath (climbs out).
Will. Well, what do you think of it?
Peggy. Let's go on; I want to see more. (They sit at the desk.)
Will. The next is the interior of the restaurant. You know just how it looks—the one down our street. I've got to use two more characters from real life. First, that big Irish policeman on our beat. I must talk to him some more and make sure I've got his dialect right.