MisteRogers' Neighborhood1968

King Friday XIII:
Miss Paulifficate, I presume?

Audrey Paulifficate:
Correct as usual, King Friday.

King Friday XIII:
Do you have my hose?

Audrey Paulifficate:
I do, sire, here they are.

[She presents two garden hoes]

King Friday XIII:
What are these?

Audrey Paulifficate:
Didn't you ask for hoes for the garden?

King Friday XIII:
I asked for a garden hose.

Audrey Paulifficate:
But these are garden hoes.

King Friday XIII:
A garden hose to give my bird a shower, Miss Paulifficate. Can't you see my bird wants a shower? How can I impress upon you the importance of listening?

Audrey Paulifficate:
I DO try to listen, King Friday. After all, I'm your telephone operator most of the time.

King Friday XIII:
I trust that you do that better than bringing me a hose.

Audrey Paulifficate:
[Impatiently] I'm sorry, sire, I'll fetch the hose now.

King Friday XIII:
I certainly hope so, and quickly. Mimus can't wait all day. Oh Mimus, here we are making life interesting, royal and plausible for all these creatures and what do we get? Hoes instead of hose. Nobody understands us, Mimus.