Betty: What's wrong with him, Wilma?
Wilma: I...I don't know, but he'll snap out of it in a minute.
Fred: Ah, there's my sweet, adorable wife looking charming as usual. How are you my dear?
Wilma: See? He's all right, he knows me.
Betty: Are you kidding?
Fred: And there's Elizabeth, Bernard's wife, a vision of loveliness, a delight to the eye.
Betty: (giggling) Oh yeah, he's all right. He knows me, too.