smiles not in a lenten pie, that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. Romeo, will you walk? TYBALT. What wouldst thou have tonight? ROMEO. Th’exchange of thy estate. ROMEO. Thou canst not teach me to forget. BENVOLIO. I’ll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. [_Exeunt._] SCENE II. Hall in Capulet’s House. Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse._] JULIET. Come hither, Nurse. What is this? PARIS. Monday, my lord. CAPULET.