We're only having anther fucking sale for you ungrateful shitnuggets.

“Mr. Hooker, sa... Mr. Hooker, I...” “And forget the Mr., too. We're friends.” “That would not be polite. And I do not know your front name.”

The newspaper gave a biased account of the incident.

Of course Gladys and Eleanor, having graced the last generation of heroines and being at present in their social prime, will be passed on to the next generation of shopgirls—— / Displacing Ella and Stella, interrupted Dick. / And Pearl and Jewel,, Gloria added cordially, and Earl and Elmer and Minnie. / And then I'll come along, remarked Dick, and picking up the obsolete name, Jewel, I'll attach it to some quaint and attractive character and it'll start its career all over again.