Uncle Gabby:
I'm telling you, Elephant Man can't have surgery. He's changed his mind.
Nurse:
I can't help you. The surgeon has already washed his hands.
[Uncle Gabby rushed in the operation room and sees Drinky Crow as the surgeon]
Uncle Gabby:
Oh. Drinky Crow. Hey.
Drinky Crow:
Hey.
Uncle Gabby:
What are you doing here?
Drinky Crow:
I'm a surgeon.
Uncle Gabby:
Oh. Good for you. That's, uh, really nice. How'd you swing that?
Drinky Crow:
Well once I stopped, you know, drinking with you, and aimlessly wandering around with you, and living with you, I had a lot of free time. I returned to medical school and now I'm the greatest plastic surgeon in the world. What's up with you?
Uncle Gabby:
I got a dog.
Drinky Crow:
Good for you! You always wanted to get one. What's the little guy's name?
Uncle Gabby:
I don't know. I kept it in a locker at the port authority and forgot the combination and the damn thing starved to death. But we had fun.
Drinky Crow:
That's nice.
