dachshunds, snowflakes.

Hi there.

Hello.

Sorry to have... stepped away for so long.

This is a friend of mine l asked to drop by.

We got to talking and stuff, and, uh--

He's gonna ioin us for dinner.

- Great. - How nice to meet you.

And wouldn't it be nicer if my father would introduce you ?

How nice to meet you.

Yeah, l'm sorry. This is my daughter, Allison, and her husband, Quince,

and Drew, my number one, works with me.

Daddy, does your friend have a name ?

- A name ? - Something he goes by ?

Oh, yeah, excuse me. This is, uh--

This is, um--

- Daddy, come on. A name. - Bill, the suspense is killing me.

l'm sorry. It's, uh-- It's gone right out of my head. Um--

l'm sorry. This is... Joe.

- [ Allison ] Joe. l love that name. - Just plain Joe.

Me too. Hey, buddy.

- Is there any more to it ? - What do you mean ?

Like ''Smith'' or ''Jones'' or--

- Black. - [ Allison ] Oh, at last.

- Nice to meet you, Mr. Black. - Hey, hey, Joe Black.

Won 15, lost 2 for the Brooklyn Dodgers, 1952.

l'm king of my rotisserie league.

- Are you ? - Yeah, he is.