Mary: Good morning, Dick.
Dick: Oh, hello there.
Mary: [chuckles] What's this? Ooh, a letter from Scoochie. On my letterhead.
Dick: Scoochie's thrifty.
Mary: [chuckles] "Dear Mary, How are you? I am fine. I'm canceling our bad night of activity we had planned. Instead, you and I will be eating hot dogs and wieners in your backyard. From.... your friend Scoochie." This is not one of his best.
Dick: The point is, the rendezvous has been relocated.
Mary: I guess so.