SCENE II. Hall in Capulet’s House.Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, Nurse and Servants. CAPULET.So many guests invite as here are writ. [Exit first Servant.] Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. SECOND SERVANT.You shall have none ill, sir; for I’ll try if they can lick their fingers. CAPULET.How canst thou try them so? SECOND SERVANT.Marry, sir, ’tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers; therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me. CAPULET.Go, begone. [Exit second Servant.] We shall be much unfurnish’d for this time.What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence? NURSE.Ay, forsooth. CAPULET.Well, he