"PUPPET JONAS: A Pint of Sack, score a Pint of Sack i' the Conney. COKES: Sack? you said but e'en now it should be Sherry. PUPPET JONAS: Why so it is; Sherry, Sherry, Sherry. COKES: Sherry, Sherry, Sherry. By my Troth he makes me merry."