OH!

So we held the door for Frank Vincent, Joe Pesci and another fella in our dream last night as we walked into a restaurant.

"How you been?" Vincent asked.

"Good," we said. "Whatareyagonnado?"

"That's right, kid," he said. "It is what it is."

Pesci didn't say anything to us, other than, "OH! Let's get in and eat and enough with the small talk wit dis guy here."