Ethel(enters the Ricardos' suite): Good morning.
Lucy: Oh, good morning, dear.
Ricky: Good morning.
Lucy: How'd you sleep?
Ethel: Not so good. Fred kept waking me up all night complaining about pains in his stomach.
Lucy: What was the matter?
Ricky: Was he sick?
Ethel: He thought he was, but I cured him in a minute.
Ethel: I loosened his money belt.