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GERI and FAYARD, eating, respond as HAROLD undoes the formal white silk muffler around his neck and MAURICE helps him off with his gray sports jacket, burgundy tie, and white shirt.

                         GERI
       Yeah, buddy.  Make your eyes roll to
       the back of your head good.
 
                        FAYARD
       Make your big toe shoot straight up 
       in your shoe good.  You better dive
       on these bones before Geri scarfs 
       them all up.
 
                         GERI
       Fayard!  Parle pour toi!

                        FAYARD
                (laughs)
       Pardon her French.

HAROLD laughs and sits at his dressing table in his undershirt.  MAURICE deftly places a fine bone china plate of barbecue beef spareribs, steaming collard greens, candied yams, potato salad, and cornbread before him.  HAROLD’s eyes widen as he looks at his plate.

                        HAROLD
       Way to go, Maurice.  You lay on  
       quite a spread.
 
                       MAURICE
       Enjoy, Mr. Harold.  Chow down.