You tell the boss to have 'um down to the Rufner Plaza tomorrow 'bout 5 to 6 o'clock and have 'um on a picnic blanket no later than 6:00 'cause that is when ol' Beaubear (Sidewalk Bob) and his band are gonna kick off an hour of some of the rompin'est blues that they will ecver hear in their lives... And then have 'um come on up an' say "Hey" and we'll all walk a couple blocks to where a private party will be going right where the fireworks is fonna happen and these kids will ahve the honeymoon of a life time...
Sho nuff...
(But, Bobert, ain't all honeymoons supposed to be that???)