“Saint Lassie smiles upon me! It's Coyote, with a bag of goodies.”
“He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie.”
“I don't believe this. How can he not want to go to the Savoy? God, it's all right for top businessmen, isn't it? Free champagne, yawn, yawn. Goody bags, yet another party, yawn, how tedious and dull.”
“Are you sure that's Val?""No," said Freddie. "It's Lassie in a wolf suit.”
“One wonders who knows more about the coyote, the zoologist who is able to study its external habit and dissect its cadaver or the Indian medicine man who identifies himself with the “spirit” of the coyote?”
“There are good things, there are good things to eat and tonight we're eating meat.Goody Goody Goody!”