"Hey, Doreen, is Herb around?"
"Sir, ma'am, please. This call is for Mr. Herb Wiley."
"Well, operator, you tell Mr. Bigtime Punch, Mr. Super Bowl Hotshot, that Herb's in the little boys' room right now."
"Shoot, Doreen, he's rilly been tryin' to git aholt of me."
"Well, uh, ma'am, we can hold for one minute."
"Hang on, operator. I see him goin' over by Emil now. Herb! Herb! Punch is callin' from Ellay.... He's comin', Punch."
"Mr. Herb Wiley?"
"I have your call-back party from Los Angeles. Will you accept?"