“Well, I think it’s time for your next astronomy lesson, don’t you?” Angel Mel suggests. He and Bessie stare out the window of his office with binoculars. “We don’t want you to get behind.” He reaches into his pocket to bring out two small pieces of cardboard. “See? I’ve got the official passes this time. Oh, look.” Both of them follow a good-looking, stout, middle-aged newcomer entering the park. He’s dressed in a suit and tie. He greets a petite woman with short blonde curls wearing a fifties dress and pearls. A guffaw of laughter erupts from the man in reaction to a funny story she tells him.
“Spencer Tracy and Gracie Allen!” Angel Mel exclaims. “Did you ever see that hilarious comedy series The George Burns and Gracie Allen Show? Funniest show on television ever, I swear.”
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