Foxton Rich-Cashbucks: You clutz, servant, I requested a Long Island Twisterini from you nigh on an hour ago!
Farnaby-Chalmers: I do apologise, sir, I was held up by one boffo of a
clune in the foyer. Those
clunes get me every time, sir...
Foxton Rich-Cashbucks: And that, my dear waiter, is why you earn merely thruppence an hour, now be on your way.