Harley’s Bristol Creme
[ open on Woman sitting in her apartment engaged in a phone call from the comfort of her couch ]
Sue: Hello, Tom? This is Sue. I’m here all alone in my apartment, and I have some Harley’s Bristol Creme, and I thought maybe you’d want to come over. What? You are? Well, I’m sorry I disturbed you. Okay. Sure.
Hello, Stan. Sue. I’m here all alone in my apartment, and I have some Harley’s Bristol Creme, and I was thinking maybe you’d like to come over. Oh. That’s too bad. Okay, yeah.. maybe some other time.[ hangs up, tries another number ]
Hello, Mike! This is Sue! I’m alone in my apartment, and I have some.. You did? When? Well.. congratulations. Okay, goodbye.[ hangs up phone, walks over to the window, opens it and yells down below ]
Hey! Hey! You! You want some Harly’s Bristol Creme! Come on up, Apartment 3C!
Announcer: It used to be that a woman couldn’t invite a man over for a drink. All that’s changed now. Harley’s Bristol Creme, over ice. It’s downright upright.[ Sue is now sharing her Harley’s Bristol Creme with Honker, whom she pulled off the street ]
Honker: Geez, I’m really spinning on this stuff, what the heck do you call it?
Sue: Harley’s Bristol Creme. I knew you’d like it.[ Sue pulls Honker over so they cna make out ]
Announcer: Harley’s Bristol Creme. Why not invite someone over tonight? It’s downright upright.