George

(angry undertone) Oh, I'm gonna give you a Royal bearing. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Lemme get a pack of gum here.

George

(handing over a bill) Can I get a pack of gum, please?

Guy

I beg your pardon, your majesty, but we don't accept bills with lipstick on the president.

George

What? Huh, so I had it all along. How d'you like that? (snorts) I guess I owe that cashier an apology.

Deena

Oh my God!