JUDGE: (blissful) Ohhhhhhh, Pretty women!
TODD: Pretty women, yes…
JUDGE: (straightening his coat) Quickly, sir, a splash of bay rum!
TODD: Sit, sir, sit.
JUDGE: (settling into chair, in lecherous rapture) Johanna, Johanna…
Todd gets a towel, puts it carefully around the Judge, moves to get a bottle of bay