A new seat down.

Chief, Mrs. Rysdale, this is indeed a red-letter day.

There's just no new thrills.

I have a new French chef that's a genius.

Oh, we're going to have a new bird post next door.

Oh, the excitement of the evening.

Yes, of course.

Board of directors?

Of course, certainly.

Drysdale's missing the party of the year.

We're right proud of Jeff.

Sort of a family characteristic.

What a sense of humor.

And the rest of you, scat, too.

Now, hush that kind of talk.

Gus is one of those things.

Come on, dear, I'm sure you want to rush out and buy yourself a new wardrobe to celebrate your husband's promotion.

I've had enough of this ridiculous nonsense.

Jolly good, but a word of caution.

Look, we'd like to get in the spirit of the party.