 They would have looked more natural at Madame Fassad's waxworks, burnt from the burglar section. Hey, oh, hey, what'll it be? Something for the little woman? Where do I find Mr. Otter? Are you the lawyer? Leo sent me. He's in his office. Come on. Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute. Don't crowd me. You say you want to see the boss? On business. Stop nudging me with the rod. In there, hey, move. Okay, okay. Hey, boss. Yes, Woody? Here's Joe here to see you. Leo sent him. Well, nudge him in, Woody. No nudging, Woody.