Why, Jack, what talk for you.

JACK

Well, never mind,
Let's pack no ice.

FLORENCE

What's that?

JACK

No quarreling--
What is the time?

FLORENCE

Look over towards my dresser--
My clock says half-past eleven.

JACK

Listen to that--
That hurdy-gurdy's playing Holy Night,
And on this street.

FLORENCE

And why not on this street?