Manila room service call:
Room Service: Morny, rune sor-bees.
Hotel Guest: Oh sorry, I thought I dialed room service.
RS: Rye, rune sore-bees. Morny. Jewish to ordor sunteen?
HG: I'd like some bacon and eggs.
RS: Ow July then?
HG: What?
RS: Aches. Ow July then? Pry, boy, pooch..?
HG: Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, Scrambled please.
RS: Ow July thee Baycome? Crease?
HG: Crisp will be fine.
RS: Okay. An Santos?
HG: Ugh.....I don't know....I don't think so.
RS: No? Judo one toes?
HG: Look, I really feel bad about this, but I just don't know what judo- one toes means, I'm sorry.
RS: Toes! Toes! Why Jew Don Juan toes? Ow bow eengligh mopping we bother?
HG: English Muffin! I've got it! Toast! You were saying toast! Fine. An English Muffin will be fine.
RS: We Bother?
HG: No, just put the bother on the side.
RS: Wad?
HG: I'm sorry. I meant butter. Butter on the side.
RS: Copy?
HG: I feel terrible about this, but ....
RS: Copy. Copy, tea, mill.
HG: Coffee! Yes coffee please. And that's all.
RS: One minnie. Ass rune torino-fie, strangle aches, crease Baycome, tossy eengligh mopping we bother honey sight, and copy. Rye?
HG: Whatever you say.
RS: Okay, Tenjewberrymud.
HG: You're welcome.