Does she?

You want me to pick you up at the beauty shop?

What'd she tell you, Jethro?

Well, she's sitting at my desk.

Oh, she's got something called, uh, sick benefits.

And she says, I'm sick in bed, Jethro.

Trouble is, I don't know for sure just what she's got.

Well, I called her apartment this morning to find out could she come to supper tonight.

And she says, well, you tell Granny there's already a doctor on the way, because I got sick benefits.

No, I asked Miss Jane that, and she says the executives, that's the higher-ups, like the vice presidents, they don't have sick benefits.

Wait a minute.

That's a cat.

A little advice.

Set a spell.

Not a girl, oink.

You got a stove?

Just be a neighborly.

Is that a fact?

No, a plow horse.

That's a dainty speech.