 We'll have some lemonade with ice. Father, we'll start to worry. Beautiful, what's your hurry? And father, we'll be pacing the floor. It's too hot outside of that door. So really, I'd better scurry. Beautiful, please don't worry. Well, maybe just a cigarette more. That's what they're for. I've got to go home. It's quite a lucky stride. Say, lend me a comb. A cigarette you will like.