Mr Palmer: Well, hello, Mr Wallace. You seem unusually happy today.
Mr Wallace: I just became a father!
Mr Palmer: Congratulations. A boy or a girl?
Mr Wallace: You never saw such a cute girl. Nine pounds, three ounces…and as cute as a
Mr Palmer: Doesn’t this call for cigars?
Mr Wallace: Oh, yes. I forgot about the cigars. Here, have one.
Mr Palmer: Thank you. How is your wife?
Mr Wallace: She’s just fine.