Betty: Oh hi, Buddy! I was hoping to cat...

Betty: Oh hi, Buddy! I was hoping to catch you alone. I mean... see you before the show... Not alone necessarily of course, that would just be silly. I, uh... I... Oh dear, I am just embarrassing myself now. Oh... I have to try all over again.

(Betty exits)

Buddy: What the heck was that all about?

Leslie: Are you pulling my leg? Betty is crazy for you. Don't tell me you've never noticed. You would have to be blind, you chump!

Buddy: Oh Betty is swell, there's no doubt about that, but I think she has the hots for Lance. Why would a gal like that be interested in me anyway? Lance is the big star.

Leslie: Yeah, with an ego to match. It's a wonder he can get his head in the door of the studio. I wonder how many pounds of air pressure he needs to keep it that size.

Buddy: Lance is a bit of a prig but not a bad guy if you ignore the fact he is a bit insensitive and self-absorbed.

Leslie: That's like saying he is a sterling individual except for the murderous streak.

(Betty enters)

Betty: Hi, Buddy! It's so nice to see you again! I am sorry for what I said earlier. But of course I am sure, like me, you have forgotten all about it by now. Anyway, I just wanted to take this time that we're together just the two of us to tell you I really...

Leslie: Merry Christmas, Betty! I just wanted you to know I am setting the levels on the mics and can hear you perfectly.

Betty: Oh! Oh my! I didn't know you were there, Leslie! Oh dear I ... I... I am going to try this again.

(Betty exits)

Leslie: I rest my case. She got it bad and that ain't good.

Buddy: What's so bad about Betty? I think she's terrific. She just seems a little disorganized today.

Leslie: Oh, there's nothing wrong with Betty. She's nice enough gal, I guess, but women tend to tie you down; particularly in your line of work. But don't you see? She isn't disorganised, she’s flustered being around you.

Buddy: No!

Leslie: Yeah!

Buddy: No!

Leslie: I guess you can think whichever way you wish to, Buddy. I ain't arguing with you. In fact, you're right. I am totally wrong about it. (laughs)

Buddy: It won't matter what she thinks of me if we all get dumped. It's a tough trade, this acting schtick and jobs are hard to come by. There's a good chance if the show folds, none of us will ever see one another ever again.

Leslie: And a merry Christmas to you, too. Jeepers, Buddy, you worry too much. The show will be a hit, the network will pick us up for another season and we'll have created worry lines for nothing.

Buddy: That's okay, I can handle wrinkles. Even my Mom says I have a face for radio.

Betty: (bursting in) Hi, Buddy! Hi, Leslie! I was just wondering if you saw my crazy twin come in here earlier.

Buddy: You have a twin?

Betty: Oh yes! She looks just like me and sounds just like me but does the stupidest things. I am forever getting in trouble because of her.

Leslie: You have a twin, huh? That's news. What's her name?

Betty: Her name is... Uh... Betty, too. I was born Elizabeth while her real name is... er... uh... Bethany.

Buddy: When your folks would call your name, how could you tell which one they meant?

Betty: Well, I am somewhat taller.

Buddy: Yes, and?

Betty: And I think you are the bees knees, Buddy... Oh! I meant look at the time! I have to be over there somewhere!

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