Waiter: Excuse me señor, you are a member of the club?
Fletch: No, I’m here with the Underhills.
Waiter: The Underhills? They are left, Señor.
Fletch: Oh they’ll be back. He went out for his urinalysis.
Waiter: Would you like some drinks, señor, while you wait? I will put it on the Underhills’ bill.
Fletch: Oh, yes. Very good. I’ll have a Bloody Mary, a steak sandwich and a…steak sandwich.