Ed: Oh, Louis and Jersey have been doing some excavating.

[[In the far corner of the room is a hole.   Pieces of plywood are scattered
 about its entrance]]

Ed: You know, there used to be a theatre here.

Jersey: Yeah! we found a squeezebox, anna casket... anna cello, anna...

Ed: Funny.  I thought Louis boarded it back up.

Bubbe: Tch, that sonye boy.  So easily distracted.

[[She turns, noticing someone at the bottom of the stairs]]

Bubbe: Vell look vhat the cat drug in.  Another one vhat needs an invitation?