Sno-Ball’s Chance


Michael Ginsberg enters the break room in a huff, aggressively drops his satchel on the table. Sal stirs a drink. 

SAL: Easy, kitten, you’ll scratch the enamel.


SAL: Something the matter?

GINSBERG: Draper. All that work I did on the Sno-Ball campaign, and-

SAL: Kid, if you’re going to turn into Blanche DuBois every time Don Draper treats you unfairly, you might as well go ahead and marry him.

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