“Oh it's the bingo playing wizardI love you guys so much, but not as much as my bird and my bingo!”

“My dad was nothing but a bingo call.”

“In love with me. Don't be absurd.""My dear old thing, you don't know young Bingo. He can fall in love with anybody.""Thank you!""Oh, I didn't mean it that way, you know. I don't wonder at his taking to you. Why, I was in love with you myself once.""Once? Ah! And all that remains now are the cold ashes? This isn't once of your tactful evenings, Bertie.""Well, my dear sweet thing, dash it all, considering that you gave me the bird and nearly laughed yourself into a permanent state of hiccoughs when I asked you - ""Oh, I'm not reproaching you. No doubt there were faults on both sides. He's very good-looking, isn't he?""Good-looking? Bingo? Bingo good-looking? No, I say, come now, really!""I mean, compared with some people," said Cynthia.”

“Bingo swayed like a jelly in a high wind.”

“and Billy rolled in. “Thought you might like some wake-up.” Bingo,”

“Oh my God, baby, you are in so much trouble.”