Mr. Anderson:I'll have a double whiskey on the rocks.

Barman : Right away, Mr. Anderson.

Mr. Anderson : Anything new?

Barman : Not much. As you can see, this place is full of drunk rowdies as usual. Luckily, no trouble up to now.

Mr. Anderson :Who is that guy over there?

Barman : You mean the one in grey suit? He is a reporter for a small magazine. I can't remember the name of the magazine. He's come here frequently in the past two weeks.

Mr. Anderson : Have you seen Irving lately?

Barman : No, he hasn't been here for a month. I got word that he had an accident and broke his arms. Do you know his wife?

Mr. Anderson : No. Why?

Barman : She ran away with a truck driver. What a scandal!

Mr. Anderson : Poor Irving....Give me another whiskey.

Barman : Here it is. It's on the house.

Mr. Anderson : You don't have to do this, Sam. Everytime I come here, you buy me drinks.

Barman : That's all right. I like you. Did I ever tell you about my sister Sally ?

Mr. Anderson : No. What about her?

Barman: She's coming to New York. I can't read much but she's a graduate student. I'm so proud of her. She's ...