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Leroy, there's a lot to be done. The mayor said he'd be in before closing time, and we want to be on the ball. I don't get it. It looks good to have a relative working in the office who isn't on the payroll. Gosh, I could be out playing basketball. You can do this for your old uncle. The mayor likes to see a busy office. What do I do? You can stuff the water bills in the envelopes. You'd like the stamps. Before dinner? Leroy, use a sponge. OK. Why don't I type a letter to our dog? Yes, yes. What's the name of that dog? I'm writing him a letter, and I don't even know who to send it to. If you have anything to tell the dog, phone him. I wouldn't want the mayor to come in and catch you wasting water department stationery on a great day. Not just write one page. Dear... Leroy, cut out the monkey shines. This is dog shines. Get out of the typewriter. I don't want the mayor to see it. OK. Go pray to the mayor. I'm not afraid of him. I respect him. He's my boss. And he can cut off your water, huh? Young man, I'm the one who cuts off the water around here. I mind my business. He minds his. Why the mayor wouldn't dare to... Hello, Mr. Mayor. Hello, Gail to sleep. You know my nephew, Leroy. Oh, yes. Hello, Leroy. Hi. Having fun playing with the city typewriter? Yeah. Leroy is just down here helping me, Mr. Mayor. A lot to do, you know. Oh. He's sending out statements to the customers. Is this one here? Dear dog. Well, Gail to sleep, I knew the water department had a lot of new consumers, but I didn't know we had any dogs on the books. I am sorry, Mr. Mayor. Leroy was just writing a note to our great name. Oh. Gail to sleep, you've never been to my house, have you? No, I haven't. I've driven past it, but I've never gotten inside. Well, I'd like to have you come over next Saturday night. Me? I'm giving a Valentine's Day's party to a very select group. Oh. Besides our friends, Mr. Williger and I always invite a city official. Well. This year it's your turn. Thank you, Your Honor. You may bring somebody if you wish. How about me, Aunt? Leroy, he means bring a girl. A lady. Don't you, Mr. Mayor? Naturally. Shall I dress? Black tie. Black tie? Is that all you're going to wear? Do you think I'll drop in and tell Pee-Dee about it? Oh, Mr. Don't you notice me? That's what I do for you today. Pee-Dee, I just had a long talk with the mayor. You called him on the carpet, didn't you? Not at all. As a matter of fact, he wants the water commissioner to come to his home. Climbing ground with your plumbing? Pee-Dee, stop. He invited me to a Valentine's party. A Valentine's? Man, man. It's going to be quite an affair, Pee-Dee. A lot of important people will be there. And only one city official. Me? You don't say. Yeah. The mayor says I can bring anybody I want. Of course. That presents a problem. Nobody wants to go with you. Anybody would jump at the opportunity to go. But I don't know whether to ask Grace Tuttle or Lila Ransom. Well, that is quite a decision to make. Pee-Dee, whom would you take? I'd take Mrs. Pee-Dee. I'd have to. Put yourself in my shoes. Yeah, man. Now, you've worked for the mayor for 11 years. And he's never invited you to one of his parties. Don't you worry. But at last he invites you. Who would you take? I'd take a baseball bat and hit him right across the charts. Pee-Dee, I'm serious. You're my. They stuck up a little powder pigeon. Oh, friend. Would you lay off the mayor and help me with my problem? Well, I'm seriously, Mr. Newer-Sleeve. I'd find it difficult to choose between Mrs. Ransom and Miss Tuttle. They're both very attractive. Yes, indeed. They both dress well. They're both good dancers. I'm sure they are. Of course, grace is more reserved. Yes. Well, Lila is more the sentimental and romantic type. I'm here to tell you. You know how she comes in here, chucks you under the chin and says, Hello, Mr. Pee-Dee, you cute little old man. You. Mr. Newer-Sleeve. If I were you, I'd say, Tut, Tut, Tuttle and Run for Ransom. What's this? Leroy told me about you getting invited to the man. Yes. And the water commission is going to make a big splash. Yeah. I guess I better pull in and rent that same tuxedo I had New Year's Eve. Yes. If it's a big party, you better pull in before all the stylish stops are gone. Yeah, but first, I have to decide about my date. I'm weighing Mrs. Tuttle and Mrs. Ransom carefully. How much should they weigh? Well, Leroy, I'm trying to decide which one I should take to the party. Well, you can't go wrong with either one. Yeah, that's true, Bertie. I think Leroy might be a little more fun. That Mrs. Ransom can sure alive enough a party. She has a lot of spirit. Remember the going away party you gave her and she saved it by dancing to Charleston? You know, Bertie, I wouldn't say she saved it. She certainly made it interesting. Yes. You know, Leroy might be a little too lively for the mayor and his wife. Well, I don't know. The mayor hired some pretty snazzy looking secretaries. That's business, Leroy. Ha! Well, it is. The mayor is strictly business. And looking at it from all angles, Mrs. Tuttle might be the one to take to the mayor's party. What do you think, Bertie? Mr. Gilles, please. You can't miss if you just shut your eyes and grab. Well, this is no grab bag, Bertie. You know, I think I'll call Grace right now. Yes, sir. It won't hurt to take a level-headed girl. Show the mayor I have my feet on the ground. As far as Leroy's concerned, she doesn't even have to know I'm going to the party. Grace, this is Stockmorton. Oh, yes, Stockmorton. I don't suppose anybody's asked you to a Valentine's party. What I mean is, if you're not busy Saturday evening, are you? Well, a long line is already forming in front of my door. But what do you have in mind? I guess I can move you up. Well, the mayor has honored me with an invitation to his home. And I'd like to have you go with me. That's wonderful, Stockmorton. I'd love to. You're very sweet to think of me. Well, I've given it a lot of thought. It's formal, I hope. It is indeed. Very. I'm just dying to wear an evening dress again. Yeah, I like to wear them, too. Yeah, tuxedo, I mean. What say I pick you up around seven Saturday? I'll be ready. Oh, this is so exciting. You're glad you're looking forward to it. Good bye, Grace. Bye, Stockmorton. You all set one, Miss Tuttleunk? Yep. Glad I called her. Being a school teacher, she'll fit right in with the Tony people the mayor will invite. She has dignity, poise, charm. Yeah, that's the party starts dying. You can see Mrs. Lansom to come to the Trostin. I've got a lot of work to do today. Before I clear the desk, I think I'll see what's in the morning paper. Well, here's a big announcement of the mayor's party. Summer field elite anticipating mayor to Williger's dinner dance. There's a pretty important shindig. It's a write-up before it happens. Let's see. They haven't listed the guests. Trockmont! It's Lila. She read about the party and came down here for a reason. Good morning, Trockmont. Hello, Lila. Aren't you out a little early this morning? Well, I had some shopping to do. But the stores aren't open. Well, I know you won't mind if I wait here until they are. Oh, no. Delighted to see you. Sit down. I see you're reading the morning paper. The paper? I read it hours ago. I suppose you noticed the mayor's giving a party Saturday night. Oh, he is? Right there, under your nose. Summer field elite anticipating mayor to Williger's dinner dance. Well, well, well. So the mayor's giving you a party. How about that? You sound like it's news to you. Well, that's why they print newspapers. News. Trockmont, aren't you invited? He's a strange thing, Lila. I've never been to the mayor's house. Are you going this time? As long as I work for the mayor, I've never been in his house. Are you invited? Eleven years. I've never once been in his house. Trockmont, are you going to his party? The mayor has a party every year, and I've never been there. Trockmont, did he invite you to the party Saturday night? I answer yes or no. Well, Lila. Oh, I shouldn't have asked you that. I'm sorry, Trockmont. I should know if you're going to mayor to Williger's party. You'd have asked me long ago. Party. Trockmont. Now, Lila, perhaps you shouldn't sit on the arm of my chair. This is the business office. Trockmont. Yes, Lila. Am I your valentine? I hope I'm not interrupting the flow of business in the water department. No, no, not at all. I was just chatting with a friend of mine. Well, glad you dropped in, Mrs. Ransom. What's wrong, Trockmont? Aren't you going to introduce me to his honor? May I, too, agree? Allow me to present Mrs. Lila Ransom. How do you do, Mrs. Ransom? Oh, Mr. Mayor, I'm delighted to meet you. Thank you. Now, gilders, leave about these new water mayors. Well, I've seen your picture in the paper countless times. Naturally. As I was about to say, gilders. And now that I see you in person, your pictures don't do you justice. Oh. You look so young, Mayor. Oh. You were speaking about the water mains, Mr. Mayor. Gilders, leave. You're interrupting the lady. I'm the one who's interrupting your business, but I hope you don't mind a girl telling you how distinguished you look, your honor. And if you don't mind, permit me to say Commissioner Gilders, leave as a very charming friend. Oh, Mr. Mayor. Oh, brother. I believe a woman should just drop into an office and take up a man's time. Even at Throckmonton is my best bow. So that's how it is. A gilders leave. Well, I've known Lila for quite a while, Mr. Mayor. Wonderful. I suppose we'll be seeing you at my party tomorrow night, Mrs. Ransom. Well, Mr. Mayor, I'd be just tickled to death. 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Why didn't you just tell Leela you already had a date? Leroy, it's not too easy to say you have another date in front of Leela. She's counting big on going all right. She was telling me in the market what she's gonna wear. Miss Raston said she was wearing the same outfit that knocked them dead last year at the Mardi Gras. Where's that? Leroy, that's a big blow out in New Orleans every year. Yeah? What did she wear, Birdie? Black lace over peach-colored satin. Whee! Go on, Birdie. That's it. Black lace over peach-colored satin and peacing over a black lace fan. Well, Leela always did know how to dress. When Miss Raston glides in, I can see that party stop. She's gonna knock them dead, peeping over that black lace fan. Yeah, all right, Birdie. Miss Gilles, did you know Miss Raston's gonna do that party? Yes, Birdie. That's right, she's gonna knock them dead. There must be some way out of this. Why don't you get smart and get out of town so you can have to take them back to Canada? Don't be ridiculous. There's only one thing to do. Yeah? Just go over to Leela's and tell her the truth. Truth never hurt anybody. Well, in case the girls don't know that, which hospital will you be in? The date was graced all along. What can she do? I still say the truth never hurt anybody. Hello, Leela. I didn't expect to see you this afternoon. Yeah, I want to talk to you about something. May I come in? For a minute. You're just in time to take me to the beauty parlor. Well, before you spend the money, let me tell you why I came over. What's happened, Rockmore? Well, Leela. Leela, I can't take you to the mayor's party. Would you mind repeating that? Yes, I would. It was hard enough to say the first time. I'd like to know. There's no change of heart. It's just that I never did ask you to go to the party. When the mayor met you in the office, he just assumed I was bringing you. As a matter of fact, I had already made other plans. Who is she? Not that I wouldn't just soon take you, Leela. Or even rather... Who is she? Well, Leela. When I don't take you out, you know who I take out. Yeah, I mean... Rockmore, I think Grace Tubman is a lovely girl. Oh, I knew you'd understand. Of course I do. But I wonder if his honor mayor Tawilaga will. Mayor Tawilaga? Your boss. You well... He's expecting you to bring me to his party. Well, I know he's suggesting. And if I were you, I'd consider that a command performance. What? What would the mayor say if he knew you were disobeying his orders and trying to push me out for some other girl? But, Leela... Oh, I'd hate to see you make a faux pas that might blake your entire career. Oop. Leela, we're just wasting our time talking. Oh? Let's get you to the beauty parlor. Nothing left to do. Break the date with Grace. I'll just tell her the truth. The mayor invited Leela, and he's expecting me to bring her. They had nothing to do with it. Rockmore. Hello, Grace. What a surprise. Won't you come in? Thank you. Let me take your hat. No, thanks. I'll just hold it. Grace, I... Don't imagine the mayor's party means too much to you. You have your good books and all. Well, I'm certainly looking forward to going. Grace, I must be honest with you. I'm sorry, but I can't take you. Oh? I thought it best to come and put my cards on the table. You don't have one up your sleeve, do you? Grace, you know me better than that. Go on, Rockmorton. You're dealing. Well, it just happened that the mayor made arrangements for me to bring somebody else to his party. I had nothing to do with it. I understand how those things can happen. You're right. At least you had the fun of planning to go. Oh, it's just been ducky. I hope this hasn't put you out too much. Oh, not at all. Of course, I spent my next six months' salary for a party dress, but that's all right. Well, maybe they'll take it back. Stay down, and where it comes to worst, I can always eat it. Looks like ice cream anyway. Grace, I'm sorry about this. I wouldn't have had it happen for the world. What about you, Rockmorton? Oh, Grace, you're a brick. I suspect I'm a little baffy, too. Well, goodbye. Uh, it's Rockmorton. Yes? Forgive me for being a bit curious, but is the girl you're taking a relative of the mayor? A relative? Oh, no. Just a friend of the family, I suppose. Well, he just met her. Yeah, I mean... Yeah? Oh, what the heck? You'll find it out anyway. It's Lila. Oh, handsome ransom again. My office the other day when the mayor came in. Does she make a practice of visiting your office? You don't know. She just happened in, and the mayor assumed I was taking her to the party. Why? Well, he thought she was my girlfriend. Oh, this was after you asked me to go? Well, yes. Why didn't you lay your cards on their table? Well... Rockmorton, I'm going to trump your ace. What? You're taking me to that party. Oh. That's what I'm doing with Lila's. The terrible thing is I'm also doing traces. You know what a nightmare this night's going to be? I guess I'll stop in PB's for a cigar. And if the rate I'm smoking I'd better make it a box. Hello, PB. Yeah, hello, Mr. Gellersmead. What can I do for you this evening? More cigars, PD. Very well. Oh, you cut quite a figure in nice talks. Yeah. Which young lady did you invite to the mayor's party? Both of them. Hi, Dan. I invited Grace and then the mayor saw me with Lila and suggested I bring her. What could I do? Well, it's a little late to talk about what you could have done. The point is, what are you going to do? PB, this is the worst predicament I've ever been in. You don't say it. I explained the situation to both girls. But neither one would let me off the hook. Big fish like you should be able to get off the hook. All right, PB. Give me a strong Coke. Ben, huh? If I could just think of some good reason for not even showing up. Like an emergency in the water department. Do that again. You want two Cokes? No, turn on that carbonated water. I want to hear it. If it amuses you. Right, George, that water gives me an idea. You're going to jump in the reservoir? No, I have a bold plan. I'm going to create an emergency right here in your drugstore. Wait a minute. I'll turn on all the faucets behind your fountain, bang in the pipes with a hammer, and then get the mayor on the phone. You'll hear the water running, and I'll tell him I can't come to his party because I'm taking care of an emergency. George, this is the best idea I ever had. No, I wouldn't say that. What if your mayor finds out? Stand aside, PB. I'll turn on the faucets and get on the phone. Mr. Gildersleeve, you're making a mistake. Good. Doesn't that sound like a broken water main? It sounds like trouble, all right. Now I'll call the mayor. Mr. Gildersleeve, you're getting me out of the dates, and the mayor will respect me for staying on the job. Hello? Is Mayor Gildersleeve there? Who isn't? Oh, hello, Mr. Gildersleeve. This is Water Commissioner Gildersleeve. Mr. Gildersleeve. Mr. Twellinger, when the mayor comes home, tell him I won't be able to come to the party. Good evening, PB. I have to stay on duty. What's going on? Why is all the water running? There's a big emergency at the water department, Mr. Twellinger. You can hear me at work. I can't believe my eyes. That's right, Mr. Twellinger. So if you'll express my regrets to the mayor. You say you went down to PB's drug store? Gildersleeve! Great Gildersleeve will be right back. There's a wonderful new oil that does wonderful new things for homemade salad dressings, baking and frying. It's craft oil, the oil that's super fine to make it lighter-bodied. Because craft oil is a lighter-bodied oil, it blends faster and better with other ingredients. Makes smoother, tastier French dressings. Makes cakes and cookies that stay fresh and moist day after day. Gives fried foods a tender crispness. 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