Slate: Welcome once again, everybody, to the Slate Construction Annual Picnic for Employees and Guests, given each year through the generosity of the company's beloved president.
(The employees all cheer)
Fred: Here we go. First it's a long-winded speech by Slate, then we play some corny games. (shouts) I hope the food is better this year!
Fred: Relax, Wilma. Slate'll never know who yelled it.
Slate: Starting a little early with the wisecracks, aren't you, Flintstone?
(Fred's face blushes red)
Wilma: Oh, he'll never know, will he?