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Great! I like an ending like that. Oh? You don't leave the theater wondering what happened to the guy. You know the lion ate him. It's probably just as well. His gilded girlfriends were about to catch up with him. Yeah, funny how some people ask for trouble. Uh-oh, there's Lila. Can't let her see me. Why are you stopping? Well, I think I'd better go back to the car and check the air and the tires. You look all right for me. You'd better check anyway. Zeke, now Lila's caught in the street. She'll see me back here. Throckmorton, where are you going? See, I'm just sneaking up front. I mean, checking the front tires. I wonder if Lila saw me. Why are you so interested in the tires? Now, Grace, I can't afford to let them go flat, you know. But this isn't even your car. Grace, I'm that smart. You couldn't have been two o'clock. What time was it? About midnight. You know, I didn't take Mrs. Ransom to the movie birdie. No, sir. I took Miss Tuttle. I thought it was Miss Ransom's turn. Did see Lila after the show outside the theater. Uh-oh. What'd she say when she saw you with somebody else? She didn't see me. I hope. I think I'll invite Mrs. Ransom over to dinner this evening. Yes, sir. Why? Well, I was nice to Miss Tuttle last night and took her to a movie. Tonight, I'll be nice to Mrs. Ransom and have her over for dinner. Oh, boy. Wouldn't it be great if they got together some day and compared notes? Oh, they haven't been introduced. Unxtukage it'll let that happen. I have nothing to hide. Tuttle, you're inviting Mrs. Ransom to dinner. You! Watch what you say tonight. Me may not. I know you like to tease. Me? But don't bring up the subject of Miss Tuttle. Oh, that. As far as you're concerned, she doesn't even exist. When she corrects my papers, I wish she didn't. Yes, yes. We'll just watch it. Okay. You should have let me come over for you. Oh, not just that show. I just drive half a block. Well, to make it worthwhile, I'll take you home by way of the... Oh, you schemer you. Why don't you build the best fires to sit by? You know how you appreciate a good fire. He must have gone upstairs or something, but we won't miss him. Well, let's sit down and enjoy a few moments of... Fish and fish, relaxin'. Your hand's cold, Wheeler. Excuse me, Miss Gil, please. Birdie. I just want to say hello to Miss Ransom. Hello, Birdie. Yeah, Birdie. Nice of you to come out and say hello. Yes, Miss Ransom. Guess what Birdie's havin' for dinner? Well, I knew the minute I walked in the door, you were havin' Creole gumbo. Yes, ma'am. Yeah, Birdie. Now that we all know, hadn't you better go back and check it? Yes, Miss Ransom, while I'm here, maybe you'd like to have that recipe. Oh! Okay, I'll write it down. Later, Birdie. Oh, I've made gumbo lots of times, Birdie, but I never can get it to taste like yours. You must have some special secret. Well, I'll let you in on that. When it comes to a boil, Birdie makes a couple of passes over the pot and says, Mumbo, jumbo, be good gumbo. It was a good idea to bring you here for dinnerly. Well, when a fellow has a girl, he likes to have her do himself for a while. Am I still your girl, Throckmite? You're one and only. It'd be such a big, good-looking boy. We're just having a chat before dinner. Can I go to a movie tonight? You've got Mrs. Ransom. Sure you can go, my boy. There's a good picture at the Strandley Roy. Yeah? I saw it last night. I saw it, too. Well, let's get off to subject to movies. Come on to that show last night who looked just like you. It couldn't be you because this man was with another girl. I could have seen your Uncle Leroy. Find more interesting things to talk about than the movies. Yeah, I'm sure we can. Leroy, how is school these days? I'm living. What's your teacher's name this year? My teacher, do you miss Tuttle? Tuttle, you say? Tell me about it, Leroy. The two boys stick together. I miss me, too. Too well. I bet we girls would have a lot to talk about. You see, I don't know her too well. That is, Grace, I mean, Miss Tuttle, who's quite busy at school, I imagine, and, well... Save by the bell. What can I do for you this afternoon? Yeah, for a coke. I guess I'm a little early. Yeah, I'd be early, too, if I was meeting Mrs. Ransom. You see, it was over home for dinner last night, TV. My, my... That doesn't seem like any time since you were in here buying a coke for Miss Tuttle. Well, that's beginning to cause me a little concern. You don't get it. Mila saw Miss Tuttle with me the other night. Now she wants to meet her. Well, a woman likes to size up her competition. Yeah, I guess so. When I was courting Mrs. Baby, she wanted to meet my other heartthrob. Oh, how'd you talk her out of it? I didn't. I went right ahead and arranged it. You did? Yes. I took Mrs. Baby to the theater to see Mary Pickford. I had quite a crush on Mrs. Pickford. Oh, my goodness. I have more of a problem. I don't know why, unless you've been handing him both the same line. Pee-Vee, you don't think they'd get together and compare notes to you? It's been done. When are you leaving town, Mr. Gilded Maverick? I'm not that worried. Well, then I'll give you something to worry about. What's this? You say you're meeting Mrs. Ransom here? That's right. Well, here comes Miss Tuttle. Good afternoon, Miss Tuttle. And Crockmort. Hello, Grace. What a pleasant surprise. Yes, indeed. What can I do for you, Miss Tuttle? Oh, you go ahead and wait on Crockmort. No, no, no. Go right ahead, Grace. You're probably in a hurry. Oh, really? I'm not. I'm just on my way home from school. Well, I have to be going, then. Maybe I can stop Lever outside. Goodbye, Grace. So long, Pee-Vee. Crockmort and I was hoping we could chat over a soda. Two sodas coming up. Pee-Vee, I'm in a hurry. I have to go. That's why I'm rushing the soda. Sit down, Crockmort, and enjoy a soda. Well, I like to, but I have an appointment and I'm late. Hello, Crockmort. Lever. Can I make it three sodas, Mr. Gilded Maverick? Hello, Mr. Pee-Vee. What a cute little old man you. You've managed to occupy your time. The poor boy was just enjoying a short leave before going back on duty. It just occurred to me, you two haven't met. Miss Grace Ransom, may I present Mrs. Leelal Tuttle? No, I mean Mrs. Ransom and Mrs. Fluttle. He is Tuttle. That's Mrs. Ransom on the left and Miss Tuttle on the right. The red-faced man in the middle is Mr. Gilded Maverick. Miss Tuttle. I'm sure I feel just as you do about him. Just the other night I told Crockmort and I wanted to meet you. Oh. I even accused him of keeping you hidden in a closet now that I've met you I understand why. Now, Leelal. Well, Crockmorten has never mentioned you to me. I've never heard the poor man complain about anything. I meant to give it to you. Why don't you and I step back out of the line of fire? Pee-Vee, help me out. Girls, let's not let the sodas get cold. I mean hot. Drink up. Oh, Crockmorten, let Miss Tuttle and me get acquainted. What do you teach at school, honey? Ancient history? No, no. But if you're interested in completing your grade school education, darling, I'll speak to the principal about it. Me out. Well, never. What am I worried about, Pee-Vee? They'll never get together. Miss Tuttle, I'll have you know I attended Briar Cliff. What a coincidence. I was a cappa at Briar Cliff. Of course, that was after your time. A cappa? Well, that's my sorority. Really? You a cappa, too? Grace, I bet we know just oodles of the same people. Leela, we must get together very soon and talk. My, my. Well, girls... Oh, isn't that a small world, Crockmorten? Imagine two sorority sisters winding up in summer fields with the same bowl. Yeah. Well, now that you've met... Oh, excuse us a minute, Crockmorten. Leela. Yes, honey? Did you know a girl by the name of... Pee-Vee, they're sorority sisters. 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And then they discovered they went to the same school and that did it. Yes, sir. They're going to a fashion show together this afternoon, some new store opening. Yes, sir. Gee, tough luck. What, Leroy? Once they get together and find out you've been handing them the same line, you're dead. Leroy, a fellow doesn't tell two girls the same thing. But even if I did, it doesn't necessarily mean they'll confide in each other. Does it, Bertie? Well, I remember Miss Marjorie used to say sorority sisters have no secrets. Yeah. Remember when Marjorie used to have slumber parties, Uncle? And the girls would sit up all night and talk about the boys? I wonder how they can keep them apart. Pretty hard to keep a woman from a fashion show. Of course, if you's with them, they couldn't talk about you. Ah, they could just hit you over the head with their parasols. All right, Leroy. Miss Gildy, why don't you go to the opening? Bertie, a man has no business at a woman's fashion show. How would I get in? Can't you just go as the water commissioner and tell him you came to inspect the pipes? Well, it is a new store. I could go as an official from the city and wish them well. Take some flowers. Sure. Take them okay and buy an extra little of these holes in your hand in case your plan doesn't work. I had to take what was made up. But it's pretty. Nice storefront. Mademoiselle Bouffant. Very elegant shoppy. Hello, Mr. Jones' name? Peevie. What are you doing with the floor of horseshoe? Looking for a racetrack? All right. This is for Mademoiselle Bouffant's opening. I notice it says good luck. Yeah. If you're going in there, you're the one who'll need the luck. No, Peevie. How about going in with me? Okay. No, Fooley. You've never seen a fashion show? Come on. Well, I don't suppose it will get back to Mrs. Peevie. No. If it did, I'd know where to come to get her little present. Sure. Grab one end of the horseshoe and in we go. Pretty fancy. What do you think of this, Peevie? Mine. Mine. That must be Mademoiselle Bouffant over there. Come the way, she carries her nose in the air, I'd say yes. Look at all the pretty girls. Mine. Mine. Peevie, don't drop the horseshoe. Oh, may I help you, gentlemen? Oh, no. We can carry it. All right. Thank you, ma'am. If I'd me, but are you Mademoiselle Bouffant? Yes. Well, this is Mr. Richard Q. Peevie. Oh. And I'm Commissioner Gillisley, extending good wishes from the city of Summerfield. How lovely. And what a beautiful sentiment. Good luck. Thank you. I'll have the polter put it on the stage. And won't you come in and see our creations for spring? I think we'd enjoy that. Don't you, Peevie? No, thank you. You'll find seats in the salon. We are having an intermission before we model our sun suits. Sun suits? Excuse me, Mr. Gillisley. I think I'd better get back to the department. Really? Go ahead. George, you went out of here like a shock. Well, models and sun suits aren't going to buffalo me. I have to find Lila and Grace. Look at that. There's a vacant chair behind them. They have their heads together. I wonder if they've started comparing notes yet. Coming through, please. Pardon me, miss. Madam. Oop. Lady, watch those knitting needles. Now if I can slide in here, I'll surprise them. Now, which one shall I speak to first? Or shall I just say hello, girls? Grace, I think he's one of the most likeable men I've ever met. He's a dear. I wonder who they're talking about. Can't be me. And he's so wonderful to Leroy. Hey, it is me. Well... Since I was quite impressed with Strockmorton the first day he came to see Leroy at school. Well, no use interrupting this conversation. Wouldn't be polite. Why not just sit back and enjoy it? Strockmorton's been just like a father to him. Getting these girls together is the best thing that ever happened. I wonder why he's never married. He's had ideas, believe me. Oh. I can tell you a few things about that. I've known Strockmorton from way back. Uh-oh. You'd be surprised how many times that man has been engaged. You've been engaged to a lot of girls? I mean just to me. And I suspect there have been others. Zeke. Strange. I don't think he's the type who'd appeal to many women. Oop, that hurt. Well, he's no ball of fire, but a girl can't sit at home all the time. What's so funny about that? Question. I suppose so. Does Strockmorton ever bring you anything but chocolate covered cherries? Well, I've had those two, but Christmas he brought me some fursuit. Well, I hope it wasn't like that toilet water he gave me. I think he got it out of the Gulf of Mexico. I'm not going to break this up before they get personal. Lila has Strockmorton ever kept you on the porch saying good night and told you your big blue eyes do something to him. No, he tells me my big hazel eyes do something to him. And he's so dark he can't even see them. That doesn't. I was much better off when they were battling. Girls, hello Lila. Grace. What? How have you been here? Just arrived. My goodness that you came to the fashion show. Why did you come? Well, I thought I'd looked in on the new shop, representing the city, you know. You mind if I move my chair up between you? I guess you can squeeze in. Yeah, thank you. You girls seem to be getting pretty chummy. Isn't it amazing what good friends Lila and I have become in so short a time? Well, I recall when you first met you didn't care for each other at all. Oh. Lila, what did you mean by that nasty crack you made about Grace? What? She talked ancient history. Yeah, I guess that was because she looks a little old. Stratmorton, Yildus, leave. Who looks a little old? I didn't say it. Lila said it. And Grace said much worse things about you, Lila. Oh, Stratmorton. Yes, she did. She said if you were interested in completing your grade school education, she'd speak to the principal. Yeah, I'd resent that, Lila. Oh, Stratmorton, you're just making up things. I am not. Sorority sisters wouldn't say things like that to each other. Yes, you did. You got a real catty. Stratmorton, if you ever want me to speak to you again, you stop saying unkind things about my friend Grace. Me? Mademoiselle Bufan. And now, ladies, may I... Yeah, that's me. She's in that old fashion of a resort. Not a good $20 horseshoe, didn't she? Since I bought it, all I've had is bad luck. Just waiting to say goodbye to a couple of girls, Mademoiselle Bufan. They're trying on some dresses, I believe. Oh, marvelous, marvelous. If you want your check, OK, just come to me. Yeah, thank you, but they're on their own. Well, good day. Good day. I'm waiting to say goodbye. They'll just start talking about me again the minute I'm out of sight. Too bad I couldn't start them feuding. Yeah, I've lost them, that's all. Oh, I bought the most precious party dress, Lila. Oh, well, I'm just crazy about my selection. My George, they don't even notice me anymore. Girls! Oh, hello, Stratmorton. I'm just dying to see what you bought, Lila. I have an idea. Why don't we take a peek at each other's dresses right here? Why don't we? Goodbye, girls. Mine has a perfectly adorable neckline. Don't mind, isn't it fun? Great fun. I'm sneaking out of here. Hey, Asian honey. Why, Lila, that's just like the dress I bought. What's this? What'd you call me, Lila Ransom? You've got your nerve-grace turtle. Maybe I'd better stick around. I didn't dream you'd buy my dress. I didn't think you had such good taste. Well, if I had good taste, I wouldn't be here with you. Oh, Stratmorton, will you take me home? Me? And another thing. You keep your hands off my bow. Come on, Stratmorton. But... He's taking me. Oh, no, he isn't. I have an idea. Why don't you girls flip a coin to see who gets me? Sleeve will be right back. The better oil for all you're frying is craft oil. And better liquid shortening for baking is craft oil. And craft oil also makes better homemade salad dressings. It's a lighter-bodied oil that blends faster and more perfectly with the other ingredients your recipes call for. Only craft oil is super fine to give it greater delicacy and a lighter body. Get a bottle tomorrow. Discover the wonderful difference craft oil makes in your cooking and salad dressing. Good morning, Bertie. Good morning, Mr. Hill. Please, here's the paper. Oh, thank you, Bertie. My name may be in the news today. Yes? Hey, Aunt, what are we going to name that dog of ours? Yeah, here we are. What's the name for a dog? Woody Roy. Your uncle's trying to find his name in the paper. Yeah? Yeah, this is a write-up about the fashion show, my boy. Hey, did the flowers get you in, Aunt? You bet. It cost me $20, but it was worth it. I stand days high with Leland Grace. Besides, look at the publicity I'm getting. Let's see what it says here. Among the interest inspectors at Manna Moselle Buffon's formal opening was a lone gentleman. That was me. Who graciously presented the management of floral horseshoe. A horseshoe at a fashion show? Well, there were a lot of clothes horses there, Bertie. Yes. My George, this is great. I may click this and show it to the mayor. Many men are as well-known in town as Commissioner Gildersleeve. Oh, brother. Let's see what else it says. According to Manna Moselle Buffon, this symbol of good luck was personally presented by one of the city commissioners, Richard Cupidi? Good night, folks. This is played by Willard Waterman. It shows written by John Elliott and Andy White. It's partially transcribed. Two women in the cast are Walter Tethle, Lillian Randolph, Mary Schiff, Shirley Mitchell, Paula Winslow, and Dick Lagrange. This is a proposition by Jack Meakin. This is John Meakin saying good night. Done up just right, a delicious hamburger can be truly a gourmet's delight, a big deal in eating pleasure. 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