No, I wouldn't.

Ground out your sorrows with a song. No strings attached. Look, didn't you ask me over... Don't do… Quartermaster Jones reporting. That's what you wanted, wasn't it? But the show, dine out. They wanted standing up, you wanted sitt… They wanted shaking hands. We found this vagabond in the garden, my… I'll see you later, Trudy. Oh, it's really beautiful. They want it in front of the station. Is Mr. Van Cleve down yet? Wait a minute. Should we say something?