Victoria: I’ll take 2 bottles of champagne and keep ‘em corked. Put it on this fella’s tab.
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Victoria: Can you get a longer table cloth over here? I like to pretend I’m camping when I get tipsy.
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Victoria: Do you sell deodorant at this bar? Dark haired men give me the sweats and I don’t want to go home stinky.
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. . . glue McTrooper got to be a better line than that . . . hmmm
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Victoria (loudly): Hey bar keeper! I’m going to smack this guy around a bit. Better not call the cops or this place will burn. I know a gal that can even do it without setting a foot in this place. The fuzz can’t protect you from that!