Lucky Stiff Page #4

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- What does that mean?

They're brown and solemn.

They say desk work and time clocks

and not much of a night life.

Your shoes are brown too.

- Precisely!

- Mr. Witherspoon,

- our dog home is in desperate need of funds.

- So am I, Miss Glick.

No, you don't understand.

We are in danger of closing.

You're trying to make me late.

Charity begins abroad.

Not mine.

Look, Mr. Witherspoon,

let me give you the big picture.

You hate dogs?

May the best man win,

Miss Glick!

Oh, she will.

Three lemons!

Why does that remind

me of you, Miss Glick?

More champagne?

8:
00 on the nose,

Miss Glick.

Just barely,

Mr. Witherspoon.

We have a reservation for three.

Table number five, please.

- This way.

- - I have 14 seconds to spare.

I'm well aware. You see, I'm a Virgo.

Details do not escape me.

It seems I can't

escape you either.

That is correct.

Doggy little lawyer

yapping at my heels.

- The dogs need that money.

- I need the money!

Do we have any lovers

in the audience tonight?

- You're so selfish.

- Ah, bonsoir, you two. Are you on your honeymoon?

- No!

- Ah, you see?

Lovers!

Oh, we're not together.

I'll just sit over there.

Harry!

Come sit with us!

I'm sorry, but Uncle was very

specific about table number five.

Old times' sake and all that.

Then Luigi will join you.

Sorry, but I'm supposed to

leave one seat free.

It's some sort of surprise.

Ah.

As long as you have

a good time, huh?

And now the moment when France

unveils yet another of her wonders.

Mesdames et messieurs,

I give you the delicious bon bon

of the French Riviera,

Dominique du Monaco!

Comment a va?

Oh, what? Don't tell me.

You don't speak French?

Bonjour, Harry Witherspoon!

You know me?

I am your surprise!

Oh, no.

I couldn't possibly!

I can't dance.

Bump?

Oh! Stop!

Un moment, s'il vous plat!

There is someone

who is not joining in.

Someone who is alone.

Why so sad?

Have too many lovers

trampled on your heart?

May I have a

blue spotlight please?

- May I get you something, mademoiselle?

- No, thank you, I'm working.

I said move it, Vinnie!

Hurry up!

Oh, hi.

Um, uh, uh... Pardonnez, uh, moi.

I've locked

myself out-ray.

- Um, oui, oui, um...

- Havez-vous un, uh...

Oh!

Ah! Merci!

Okay, buzz off.

Er, would the monsieur like

his bed turned down?

Maybe later.

Bye-bye!

Hello, maid service!

Rita...

I don't want any part of this.

This is breaking and entering.

This is impersonating a guest.

This is your life

and possible death.

Now stop whining and

look for that box, okay?

Somebody could come in.

You should have put on the bellhop

uniform while you had the chance.

Don't you think someone should

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