 This way, folks. And stop leaning on me, McGee. Can't you walk by yourself? What's the matter with you? Well, it's just that in the prospect of seeing an old friend again, I'm all drippy. Shall I knock, Doctor? Go ahead. Good day, Governor. Here's an old friend of yours. Well, if it isn't old monkey-faced McGee. How are you, boy? Why, Chicken Winer Jones from Peoria!