(A spotlight picks up TAYLOR, JORDAN and SAWYER as they walk into the Kopi Bar. The BARISTA is cleaning glasses.)
BARISTA:
Oh God, is it Friday already?
TAYLOR:
Well, if it isn’t our favorite barista. How’re you doing?
BARISTA:
I've been better.
TAYLOR:
Oh, what’s wrong?
BARISTA:
You guys just walked in.
JORDAN:
Alright, I know I’ve asked you this before, but what’s the difference between a red eye and a black eye?
BARISTA:
A red eye is one shot of espresso in a normal coffee. Black eyes are two.
JORDAN:
Then I’ll get the black eye. I want seven.
BARISTA:
I don't think I can do that. Ethically. I’m pretty sure that would count as assisted suicide.
JORDAN:
I want ten.
TAYLOR:
As a quick aside.
You know there’s no law against assisted suicide in this state?
BARISTA:
I'll give you one.
TAYLOR:
Continuing their train of thought.
Just like cannibalism.
JORDAN:
Fine.
SAWYER:
Hey, I’ve got a new joke for you.
BARISTA:
Can you wait for me to put earplugs in?
SAWYER:
Two men walk into a bar. The third one ducks.
BARISTA: (Pause.) I have never had less of a problem telling a customer that I hate them.
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