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Waiter: Hi. Welcome to Heavenly Pies. May I take your order?1 L+ P5 w a& ]+ d$ L4 H
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Woman: Uh . . . yes. I'd like the chicken fried steak.
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Woman: Umm. I'll take the rice.
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Waiter: Would you care for anything to drink?
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$ j- y4 {0 b8 `; CWoman: Yeah. I'll take a medium Sprite. % i* n q( F# @2 S
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" X9 L! s* w kWaiter: I'm sorry. We only have large or small. . {+ j4 p# y% M( c
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; e& r+ q: ?- x' M- rWoman: Well, in that case, uh, I'll have a small Sprite. & h5 [: a, q7 M0 ], k9 y/ }/ _/ T
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Waiter: Okay. A small Sprite. And what kind of dressing would you like with your salad. It comes with the fried steak. 1 Q$ F$ i' h' M( h% r+ D3 C
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* r L _5 O; E0 d! zWoman: What dressings do you have?
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' ?3 D) `- J: U) B5 F- SWaiter: We have French, Italian, blue cheese, and ranch.
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: P& s8 s8 K2 q+ p; G' o2 jWoman: Oh! Ranch, please.
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Waiter: Would you like anything else? + l4 G7 d, F A* n
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Woman: Well, I'd like to see you pie menu. That's the main reason why I like to dine here. 8 W1 k2 D. f: f9 p
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Waiter: Oh, I'm so sorry, but we aren't serving pies today. 8 }" k& n2 G3 D* J( j' J. q' l7 r; R
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6 i/ u' S$ `' g: D9 w9 f# r* s' HWoman: Huh? # E* L. K% h6 U, F5 V# u
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) ? F8 H$ s: RWaiter: Well, you see, Dave, our baker, slipped on a banana peel back in our kitchen two days ago, and injured his back. [Oh] He'll be out for at least two weeks. In the meantime, we're serving ice cream sundaes instead. Sorry. 8 v& {; q; Q, {$ {9 ~, \: ^
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* a& ] Q4 J; V. \% T' GWoman: Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. I hope he gets better soon. |
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