midnight
And you could order most anything off the menu , from a poulet casserole to a cheese sandwich . Amby and ` Chita splurged on a cafe parfait and a grape juice rickey . Other dissipated couples at nearby tables were indulgin ' in canapes of caviar and frosted sarsaparillas . But shortly after midnight the giddy revellers begun to thin out and the girl waiters got yawny . `` How about a round of strawb ` ry ice cream sodas ; eh , Amby ? '' I suggests . `` No , '' says he , `` I 'm no high school girl .