Harlequin: I've got an idea.
Columbine: Beginner's luck.
Harlequin: Are you trying to make a monkey out of me?
Columbine: No. Why should I take all the credit?
Harlequin: I'll let you know I'm nobody's fool.
Columbine: Perhaps you can get somebody to adopt you.
Harlequin: My mother thinks I'm a great wit.
Columbine: She's half right.