"Obviously as you can see I'm a real piece of work. I've been shaped and shined till perfection. See my nice shiny surface? Yep I'm a real nice violin."

"Don't mind her she has had a big head ever since we played for the guv'ner. Hi my name is Joe; this is my fiddle Viola. Silly huh? Chuckle. Ya wannna hear a story? Good. It all started as we were getting ready for a party..."

"How ya feelin Viola? Ya ready for tonight? - See, then I started a singin- oh we're gonna have us a bushel of fun. Oh yes we are. We'll dance around till our legs fall off, or a least till mine do. Maybe your strings will snap. Oh we're gonna have fun at the dance tonight, oh we're gonna have fun at the dance tttoooonnnniiiiggghhhttt and we won't stop dancing till...till...till, well, whatever it is dancing does. How'd ya like my singin' Viola?"

"Stick to your day job Joe, you're horrible."

"Gee thanks...oh well, what can you expect from an inanimate object?"

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