Room Service "Morny. Rune-sor-bees."
Hotel Guest "Oh, sorry, I thought it was Room Service"
R.S. "Rye, rune-sor-bees. Morny. Djewish to odor sunteen?"
H.G. "Erm, yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs."
R.S. "Ow July then?"
H.G." "What?"
R.S. "Aches. Ow July then? Pry, boy, pooch?"
H.G. "Oh, the eggs! Sorry, scrambled please."
R.S. "Ow July baycome? Crease?"
H.G. "Crisp will be fine.
R.S. "Okay, an Santos?"
H.G. "What?"
R.S. "Santos. July Santos?"
H.G. "Erm, I don't know, I don't think so."
R.S. "No. Judo one toes?"
H.G. "Look, I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what "judo one toes means."
R.S. "Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow cenglish mopping we bother?"
H.G. "English muffin! I've got it! You were saying toast! Fine. An English muffinn will be fine."
R.S. "We bother?"
H.G. "No. Just put the bother on the side."
R.S."Wad?"
H.G. "I'm sorry, I meant butter. Butter on the side."
R.S. "Copy?"
H.G. "I feel terrible about this but.........."
R.S. "Copy.Copy. Tea, mill,"
H.G. "Coffee! Yes, coffee please, and that's all."
R.S. "One Minnie.Ass rune to nino fee. strangle aches, crease baycome, tossy cenglish moppin we bother honey sigh, an copy. Rye?"
H.G. "Whatever you say."
R.S "Okay. Tendjewberrymud."
H.G. "You're welcome."
Hotel Guest "Oh, sorry, I thought it was Room Service"
R.S. "Rye, rune-sor-bees. Morny. Djewish to odor sunteen?"
H.G. "Erm, yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs."
R.S. "Ow July then?"
H.G." "What?"
R.S. "Aches. Ow July then? Pry, boy, pooch?"
H.G. "Oh, the eggs! Sorry, scrambled please."
R.S. "Ow July baycome? Crease?"
H.G. "Crisp will be fine.
R.S. "Okay, an Santos?"
H.G. "What?"
R.S. "Santos. July Santos?"
H.G. "Erm, I don't know, I don't think so."
R.S. "No. Judo one toes?"
H.G. "Look, I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what "judo one toes means."
R.S. "Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow cenglish mopping we bother?"
H.G. "English muffin! I've got it! You were saying toast! Fine. An English muffinn will be fine."
R.S. "We bother?"
H.G. "No. Just put the bother on the side."
R.S."Wad?"
H.G. "I'm sorry, I meant butter. Butter on the side."
R.S. "Copy?"
H.G. "I feel terrible about this but.........."
R.S. "Copy.Copy. Tea, mill,"
H.G. "Coffee! Yes, coffee please, and that's all."
R.S. "One Minnie.Ass rune to nino fee. strangle aches, crease baycome, tossy cenglish moppin we bother honey sigh, an copy. Rye?"
H.G. "Whatever you say."
R.S "Okay. Tendjewberrymud."
H.G. "You're welcome."