Did flirting pay? Mr. Rawsberry apparently thought it was going to, for he established a regular flirting headquarters behind a screen door and sallied forth to prey upon the ladies who came to look in a lingerie store. He came out once too often when a 200-pound escort was there waiting for the lady Mr. Rawsberry was trying to get acquainted with, and Mr. Rawsberry made a hasty exit. His next trysting place was a café, where the "chickens" congregate, and he figured to grab one. He was luckier than he anticipated, as he discovered the lady who had smitten him in the first of the story. He made eyes at her and her escort left. Mr. Rawsberry thought he left through cowardice, and he went over to the lady's table. He was just in time to get the other man's check for dinner. He demanded to see the proprietor, but the proprietor was a gentleman he had wronged in his early life, and he had been looking for Mr. Rawsberry for twenty years. An account of the meeting is best left out. Suffice to say that many edibles and soups were wasted in the ensuing excitement. Mr. Rawsberry decided that flirting does not pay.
—Moving Picture World synopsis