Frank Sinatra was dining out one night when a high school lad came up to his table.

"Mr. Sinatra," said the teen-age boy, "my name is Bernie Rosenberg. Would you please do me a favor?"

"What kind of favor?" Sinatra asked.

"Well, I'm here with my girl and I want to make a good impression on her. I certainly would appreciate it if you would drop by my table and say 'Hi, Bernie!'"

"OK, kid, I'll try," said the singer, smiling.

A little later he dropped by the boy's table, and said, "Hi, Bernie!"

The boy looked up at him and snapped, "Don't bother me now, Frankie. Can't you see I'm busy?"