human
Oh, Carey! Another assistant director, or perhaps he was only a property boy, rushed up frantically the moment he saw Drexel.
gpt
Miss Miller's on a rampage because the grand piano you promised to get for her isn't at her apartment yet, and Bessie Terry's in tears because she left her parrot here overnight, as you suggested, and some one taught the bird to swear. The intruder, a youth of perhaps eighteen, was in deadly earnest.
human
For the love of Mike, Carey, he went on,