Thinking the top-hatted man to be having a laugh at her expense, Hildy decided to nip his little joke in the butt. Head held high, she marched right up to the giggling man in tuxedo and spats. As she reached him, she realized he was not even looking at her.
She cleared her throat. "What's so funny?"
Still giggling, Mr. Oddly Wonderful looked up at Hildy with his shit-eating grin and said, once again, "Where's weenie?!" His eyes open wide, he laughed boisterously.
"Are you laughing at me?" Hildy asked.
As if by way of explanation, he looked deep in her eyes and shouted, "WHERE'S WEENIE?!!" then held his sides as he laughed harder than ever.
Hildy cold-cocked him with all her strength, which was still considerable in spite of the jolly rogering she had just gotten.
With a hurt expression, the man looked at her and said, "Weenie?" Casting his eyes to the horizon, he slowly turned his head as if looking for something and said, "Where's wee...THERE'S WEENIE!"