Something Salted and Twisted
Alan: Yeah, well, just so we’re clear, I am picking up the tab tonight.
Charlie: Okay.
Alan: This is my celebration. I invited you.
Charlie: Fine.
Alan: So don’t go grabbin’ the check.
Charlie: I won’t touch the check.
Alan: I mean, if you wanna leave the tip that would be alright.
Charlie: I could do that.
Alan:
Charlie: Thank you.
Alan: Unless you think it’s easier if we just split the check.
Charlie: Whatever.
Alan: Of course in, uh, in many families if someone is celebrating some good news his brother would insist on buying dinner.
Charlie: Then why don’t I do that.
Alan: But, uh, but I’ll leave the tip.
Charlie: One question...
Alan: What?
Charlie: Do you have any money?
Alan: No. I, uh, I left my wallet at home.
Charlie: You mean... this wallet?
Alan: Oh good, you found it!
& Evelyn: Well, anyway, I’m here so what’s your big announcement Alan? Jake! Get that spoon off your nose! You don’t know where it’s been.
Jake: It’s been on my nose!
Evelyn: You really must start looking at trade schools for the boy.
& Charlie: Mornin’ everybody!
Jake: Ssshh. He’s hungovered.
Charlie: Oh yeah. Well, isn’t this an ironic turn of events? Me, waking up feeling all bright and chipper, and you... looking like a stool sample. ... Not a big irony fan, huh?
Alan: Charlie...
Charlie: Yeah?
Alan: Either stop talking, or at least have the decency to kill me.
& A girl: Is he ok?
Charlie: I don’t know. Sir, are you ok?!
Alan: I thought we came here to talk...
Charlie: Not to each other!
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