"WELCOME TO AN EVENING OF ARTISTIC DINING AT LE PUDDLE DOG"
(HE SEATS THEM AT A TABLE.)
Enjoy your dinner. It will be unforgettable, I
assure you.
(HE EXITS.)
MAN
Boy, what a classy place, huh! That guy's a little over-baked
though.
WOMAN
Yeah, really. Uh, I read about this place. Supposed to be really
arty. Like it's a museum of food, or something. Real finicky about
the tiniest details.
MAN
Well, we'll see. I'm pretty particular myself. I ordered by phone
to give the chef all the time he needs to do a great job.
WOMAN
Gee, I didn't know you could do that!
MAN
It costs enough, I can tell you! The proof is in the pudding,
eh! Advertising's so flatulent this days. I mean the place looks, you
know, good.
(PICKS UP HIS KNIFE.)
Feels, smells, like real silver. Ritzy glassware.
(LOOKS AROUND.)
Lotsa snobs. But -.
