Well...the awards have gone off with a great start! (turns in his chair, and looks at Lefty, several rows behind him; shouts) Hey Lefty! Lookin' sharp, my friend!
Lefty (shouting back to Tony) Tanks! Ya look pretty swell yerself!
Tony: I've never seen you so dressed up before!
Lefty: Dis tux? Riiiiiight, riiiiight! It fits me like a glove!
Tony: I know, I know...it fell off a truck, right?
Lefty: Nah! My mudder gave it ta me. My faddah used ta wear it, so it's what youse would call...uhm...a hand-me-down...riiiiiiiiiiiight!
Tony: Well, you're lookin' snazzy there, bud!
Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!
Tony: How's the Newsman doing?
Lefty: He's still in his bed...tossin' and turnin' like crazy! Da poor guy is havin' nightmares on account 'a Crazy Harry blowin' him up last night!
Tony: I'm sure he is.
Lefty: Hey, I'm gonna get some fruit punch fer me and my date 'ere. Ya want I should get you a cup?
Tony: No, I'm fine.
Lefty: Ya sure? I just gotta walk over to dat table over dere, and pour tree cups insteada two!
Tony: No, I'm good...really.
Lefty: Okay. Be like dat. Try ta do a guy a favor, and he turns ya down!
Tony (sliding down in his seat) This is gonna be a loooooong night!