Hey, Banjer, look who just came in: SongBob! Let's get him to play and we kin sit up close and watch his hands and maybe learn somethin'. Lookit ol' Catspaw! That soda water mus' be goin' to his head--d'ya think he oughta be ridin' that electric horse this soon after the surgery? Uh, oh. Joe and Mick are at it again...better hope ol' Alan shows up and takes Alison home. Who's that purty gal over there in the calico and leather? Alice? I knew it. Had to be. And the two babes with the autoharps (I wish they'd get in tune with each other). Hey, gals. It's A-440; what's that you say? You don't take tuning instructions from banjo players? --seed