or two. Frank called over the waiter, handed him a 10 dollar bill and asked if he would ask the performer if he would care to join them for drinks.

“No, I'm sorry but he usually does not sit at the tables with guests.” The waiter said and offered to return Frank's money.

“In that case, will you just send my compliments to him and ask him if he would break his rule once and join us for a drink?” Rich said handing him his calling card and then added, “Tell him that Rich Worth would like to make his acquaintance.”

“I'll ask him, but like I said… Wait a minute not the 'Rich Worth'?”

“I'm afraid so. Would you do that for us? And please no advertisement or fuss, we would just like to talk with him.” Rich said.

The waiter walked back stage to deliver their invitation.

The men at the table looked questioning at Rich and he turned his palms up and said, “Hell if I can't use my 'fame' once in a while, what the fuck good is it.” And the three of them laughed.

“I'm really glad to see that it has not gone to you head.” Frank kidded him.

“Hello” said the comedian as he approached the table with his hand reaching out.
“I'm honored that you asked me to sit with you, Mr. Worth. I have had the pleasure of seeing some of your work and always wanted to meet you. Grant Davis here.”

“Nice to meet you Grant. I would like to introduce my friends, Frank Gordon and even thought he is in civvies Sgt. Joseph Benson, US Army. Come sit down and join us for a drink.” As the young man seated himself Rich took two tickets out of his wallet and offered them to Grant and told him, “I have two tickets for my play, they are open ended. Perhaps the next time you come to see the play, you and your friend will come back stage for a visit? My friends and I think you have a lot of talent, well two of us anyway. Joseph here has a few reservations about your humor.”

“Oh I'm sorry to hear that, but then we can't please everyone all the time.” Grant said as he signaled the waiter and ordered a beer. Turning to Joseph he stated, “I'm always open to constructive criticisms. What bothers you about my act?”
“Well for one thing, I really do not care for humor at the expense of others. Your presentation of all Moslems and Islam in general as something to be made fun of is hurtful to say the least if not dangerous. I don't think you have any idea what Islam is about.” Joseph said. “If you did than perhaps you would not make jokes about it.”

“Perhaps you are right about my not knowing about Islam, Joseph, but then not much is written in English about the subject. What is written portrays a barbarity that is almost comic in it's tragedy. And comedy is my stock and trade. What more is there to learned from a religion that honors the killing of other people?”
“Well we had all better start to learn about it. It is the religion of the vast majority of people on this planet.” Joseph said. “Learning about it does not mean that you have to agree with it. It means that you might