"Hi, there!"

"Hi! Say, aren't you ... no, it couldn't be. Sorry I bothered you."

"That's okay."

"Say! You are, you old bluffer. You really are Jim Burgett. Ha, you thought you had me fooled for a minute. Oh, you're a bright one! Even before you became vice‑president of Student Council, back in those high school days, you were always a smart cookie, but don't think you can fool me like the rest of your fans."

"I really think you have the wrong . .

"Oh, you won't give up will you. Can I ever forget the time the guys saw you in the window of Montgomery Wards arm in arm with that dummy we called 'Irma.' I don't think you'll ever live that down!"

"You're making a mistake. You're going to be embarrassed."

"Mistake? Why, you were elected to the Brotherhood society, you were Junior class president back in '61, and besides holding a seat as a representative in the Student Council and the Interim league, you were chosen "Swingin' Student of the Day" on WLS. WOW!! And you're actually trying to tell me that I am unable to recognize a person like that. You can stop the act right now. You're not fooling anybody. By, the way, Jim, how are things.?"

"Look mister. My name is not Jim ...

"Oh, so you want to play it that way, huh? All right, I happen to know that Jim Burgett likes Eskimo pies. Hah! Jim Burgett also happens to hate leaky ketchup containers.

Hah! Well, clever boy?"

"I do like Eskimo ‑ . . Well a lot of people like Eskimo pies!"

"Exactly. That's just my point. You like what the people like, and the people like you. For one thing, you hate girls with "ratted hair" and people who go around with foolish smiles all over their faces.

You called them "Joe Jollys." Why, your favorites in school were English, trigonometry, chemistry, and economics, and I can always tell a brilliant boy when I see one."

"I don't know who you are or what you want, but . . ."

"And after I've seen you on the University of Illinois campus dozens of times, I just can't see why you haven't given in yet. Well, I have to rush. So long, Jim, you clever boy, you."