New Shoes

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia Based on the play and novels by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself have a cook and now Claudia David you notice anything different about me tonight to thinner especially on him you're dancing around an awful lot

Well, that's how you'll notice. Well, let me see. Is it something about you? Your hair is different. My hair is exactly the same. You're sure you're not parting it on the other side. The other side of what?

What do you think? The other side is the men. Well, I give up. What's different since dinner? You've only looked at me as far as my forehead. And your forehead is frowning. Have you got a headache?

No, not yet. You're sure? Positive? You look as if something hurt you. Oh, non-tipped, David. Of things to wear. What do you like to buy, Beth? Mmm. Neckties. Neckties? Mmm. I like to buy shoes, Beth.

Shoes? I expected you to say dresses. Nope. Definitely shoes. Not me. I guess because new shoes aren't ever as comfortable as worn shoes, particularly when they're too small and make a person frown. David, then you do notice.

Notice what? Oh, I give up. I'm never going to buy another new pair of shoes as long as I live. It might be running around barefoot for all you care. Oh, is that what you're driving?

Yes! You bought new shoes. Where are they? From the chandelier, what do you think? Well, that's a funny place for them, darling. Why don't you put them on? I'm going to hit you over the head with one of them.