"But that doesn't prevent her from being a fool."
"How are you, Editor!"
"Oh, it's the editor, is it! . . . that means we'll have beer and cigarettes."
"And here comes the counselor! . . ."
"Good evening Counselor!"
"What news at the box office?"
"Fine! . . . The theater is sold out, for I saw Gold smoking a cigar."
"Praised be the gods! The advances on our salaries will be larger."
"How do you do, Bolek! . . . Don't come in here, or you will melt like butter . . . we have a little Africa here to-day . . ."
"We'll cool ourselves immediately, for I've ordered the beer . . ."