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| Hi, there. May I take your order? | |
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| Wait just a second. You're not my regular guy. Who are you, and what do you want to help me with? | |
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| Relax, sir. I'm just filling in for my friend, Josh. He had some business to take care of, so I'll be taking your order today. Don't worry, I'm just as competant as Josh, if not more so. | |
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| I swear, if you kidnapped Josh and took over his post, I'm going to have you fired! You hear me? | |
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| Listen, pal. I normally work in an office building. I have my very own office with a huge window, and the best computer money can buy. Why in the world do you think I'd rather work here? | |
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| I don't know. But I hear that this place gets to be a real babe magnet around happy hour. | |
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