Audrey: That beer for you?
Georgie: No, ma'am, Mr. McAllister.
Audrey: Another one?
Georgie: Uh, I haven't been keeping count.
Audrey: Well, you let him know I am.
Georgie: Or you let him know and I'll stay here and mash them potatoes.
Audrey: [angrily mashes potatoes] Tell him.