Crack me up!

So, I'm taking a short break from the fascination that is ROFF. I walk into
the living room where Becky (as is her wont) has the T.V. on while reading
whatever book she happens to be involved in at the moment. The program is
"Early Edition". The protagonist (presumably) is sitting in a bar with some
other guy talking about who knows what (I was only there for about fifteen
seconds) when in walks a woman with a guide dog and says (while looking
somewhere stage right) to the aforementioned gentlemen, "I'm sorry......I
lost her."

Wolfgang
SPLORK!