GK: ......brought to you by Maddy's Drive-Through Counseling on West 7th Street. Spring is coming, when people finally face up to relationship problems they suppressed during the cold winter months. But if you're a busy professional person, you don't have time to sit and yak with a therapist about your marriage------ time to head for Maddy's Drive-Through Counseling on West 7th, where our team of social workers gets right to the point and gives you good pointers in a minute and a half----- (CAR SLOWS AND STOPS)
HM (BOSTON): Hey, welcome to Maddy's. What's going on?
SS: He's driving me nuts, that's what. I can't talk to him anymore. We sit in a room and hardly ever look at each other. He's got the stupid radio on all the time.
TR: Aaaaaaaaaaa------ shuddup.
HM (BOSTON): Communication. That's the key. Take him dancing.
SS: What??? Go dancing??? With him????
HM (BOSTON): Go dancing. Take lessons. Go twice a week ---- start with the Lindy hop ---- give it six weeks ---- see what happens.
SS: Okay---------
HM (BOSTON): That's three bucks. Cash or charge? (STING)
GK: At Maddy's Drive-Through Counselling, you don't waste weeks and months dredging up tales of misery ----- Maddie cuts to the chase.
HM (BOSTON): Go dancing. Simple as that.
GK: That's Maddy's Drive-Through Counselling, next door to Maddy's Ballroom, on West 7th, where the dancing is continuous, the dancing never stops.
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