advertisement Hank: Well, if it isn't my old friend, Beau Brummell Millhouse. Where did you get that or-chid? Frog Millhouse: That's a night-blooming cryptogram - far rarer than any orchid. Hank: What's so rare about it? Frog Millhouse: (The "orchid" squirts water all over Hank) Introducing my new sideline of tricks, jokes and novelties. Buy some? Hank: You got any explosive cigars? Frog Millhouse: Here it is. Lights like a perfecto, goes off like a torpedo and it's only two bits! [Gene and Frog enter a bar pretending to be murderous outlaws] Bartender: What'll it be, strangers? Frog Millhouse: I'd like a glass of milk. Gene Autry: [elbows Frog] Aw, he's always kidding. We'll drink whiskey straight and wash it down with lye.