Come on, Sylvia. It's getting late.
Cut it out, Sylvia. We got to get
out of here.
What's the panic? I'm going to
have another martooni.
of the vodka into the pitcher.
Please, Sylvia! It's a quarter to
(dropping slivers of
ice into the pitcher)
First you can't wait to get me up
here, and now -- rush, rush, rush!
Makes a person feel cheap.
Sylvia -- sweetie -- it's not
that -- but I promised the guy I'd
be out of here by eight o'clock,
What's the difference? Some
schnook that works in the office.
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