five o'clock
But if I was pickin ' a shover I 'd pass Louie by . He wears his nose too high in the air and is too friendly with himself to suit me . There 's a lot of them honk-honk boys just like him ; but he 's the only one I ever has a chance to get real confidential with . It 's like this : Mr. Robert says to me , `` Torchy , if I 'm not back by five o'clock , you may tell Louie when he comes that he need n't wait . '' `` Sure thing , '' says I. Then , when Mr. Robert do n't show up at closin ' time , I chases down to the curb and sings out , `` Hey , Frenchy , you tip huntin ' ex-waiter ! It 's back to the garage for yours ! And say !