Frank: Hey, can I have a beer?
Waiter: Sure. That's $3, sir.
Frank: Jeezaloo! Hey look, tell you what. I think I left my wallet home when I changed into the monkey suit. Could you let one slide?
Waiter: I'm sorry, sir. I'm not allowed.
Frank: Oh, come on. Listen, pal, I don't care what the rules are at this stinkin' hump of a wedding. I am the father of the gigantic groom and I want beer now. Beer now, beer now!