Rosario: Miss Karen. I have awful news.
Karen: (angrily) What is it, Rosie? Because this day couldn't possibly get any worse.
Rosario: It's Mr. Stan. He's dead.
(Everyone is stunned. Karen sits down on the couch. Leo bangs open the door. He's wearing scrubs and carrying two six-packs of beer.)
Leo: Hey, hey, I got off work early. Picked up a couple of sixes. I found a 20 on the street. Damn, it's good to be alive! (Everyone remains silent) What?