"NO YOU DON'T" says Betty. "OUT WITH THE CAT OR INTO THE PROOF BOX!" And to herself she mumbles "No Yardbirds in here. This is a class(burp) establishment. And leave the pretzels on the floor. The new batched is proofed and baked. Be right back."

And she waddles off to the kitchen using her greasy, lacy cap to swat Mbo and his minions off the stage.