You crazy non-skiing dummy!!

I would've thought they would've corrected whatever Margo's trying to say for the Sunday strip, but we must be consistent I suppose. "Hope you weren't waiting dinner for..." presumably, "dinner" and "for" just got mixed up, but maybe this is an acceptable grammatical construction wherever Margo comes from. Like a Pennsylvania Dutch kind of thing.

That’s really besides the point. Margo is at her finest when she’s outraged. She’s a wonderful flurry of head bobbling and bold print and hand gestures. What does Margo know about Tommie’s skiing prowess anyway? You can’t even ski in Denver; you have to go out of town (where, true, there are many world-class skiing options available). Clearly Margo’s desperate to retain the one housemaid she’s got left (Lu Ann having fled to South Dakota).

To be fair, Tommie holds her own with the "lay off, Margo" stare in the final panel.