KIRKEBY
The little lady forgot her galoshes.
BUD
Mr. Kirkeby, I don't like to complain -- but you were supposed to be out of here by eight.
KIRKEBY
I know, Buddy-boy, I know. But those things don't always run on schedule -- like a Greyhound bus.
BUD
I don't mind in the summer -- but on a rainy night -- and I haven't had any dinner yet --
KIRKEBY
Sure…