Okey-dokey

Okey-dokey.

Okey-dokey. See you next week.

“Ensign, the bridge is yours. Be gentle but attentive. Get her where she needs to be. Guide her home.” “Okeydokey. (chuckles) Uh, maintain course.” (all screaming) (alarm blaring)

“Okey dokey. I just got off the phone with Gizmo and gave him our locaysh.”

“Hi, Maria. How are you?” “Okey-dokey and Clarissa’s okey-dokey too!”

Feeling okey-dokey, Audrey? Why don’t you hop in?

“Are you okey-dokey, Jo?” a high-pitched, childish voice piped up.