(xx) Vic Entertains Dottie

And now get ready to smile again with radio's home folks, Vic can say, written by Paul Rimer. Well sir, it's late afternoon as I've seen opens now, and here in the living room with a small house halfway up in the next block we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor Goer.

Vic has just this moment arrived home and he's standing beside the Davenport removing his overcoat. Say he's addressing him somewhat sharply. Listen. Where you been all afternoon? Chicago not in the yard. What do I'm?

Check in kitchenware shipments. What? Well don't you tell Miss Hammer-Sweet where you're going when you leave the office? I didn't. Today the boss button hold me as I was walking in after dinner and we jumped in his car.

I tried to get a hold of you half a dozen times and Miss Hammer-Sweet didn't have the slightest idea where you'd gone or when you'd be back. Seems to me I fell on an office.

The telephone is ringing, telephone is ringing. I ain't got stuff. How you know? He called twice before. Answer. We're like we booked two chances. I bet you're a Nicholas tank. And don't chin too long.

Now I've got news for you. Yeah? Can't hit the phone. You? Oh yes, hey. Yeah, the wife is just telling me. Uh, two dollars? Oh, ish. Uh, two dollars. Two dollars, always. Two dollars. Why don't you just toss it out the window?

The poor guy says that he's going to mind me. Oh, could this be a short-term loan hang? Yeah, it's tomorrow, huh? Uh-huh. Well, okay, Hank. You'll stop past after supper, huh? Okay. You bet. It's a long hang.