(The Oyster Bar's fundraising night has a very limited menu.)
Jeff: (to Carl) Did you go next door and buy those burgers and bring them in here?
Carl: Yes, I did.
Jeff: You can't do that. I'm your waiter!
Carl: You wouldn't bring them.
Jeff: I'm not supposed to. It's a theme night, dammit. Wh— Why can't anyone understand that?
Carl: Dude, if I tip you to go away, will you?
Jeff: A good tip, post-tax?
(Carl hands him a folded bill.)
Carl: You have got to get some sort of life.
Jeff: I know.