Frankie: [answers phone] Hi, Bob.
Bob: Frankie, yeah, it's me, Bob. Listen, that Gail woman, she came back to purchase a car. She's looking for you. But that dummy Pete, he's moving in for the kill. He's plying her with snow cones. I don't think she can hold out much longer. She's on her second grape.
Frankie: No, no! That is my customer! Listen, don't let her move. I'm gonna be right there, okay?