Jack: Anyway, I'll have a a club soda with two teaspoons of sugar, a splash of Rose's Lime Juice, half crushed ice, half cubed and an umbrella.
Lois: One beer.
Jack: Excuse me, rudeness! I would like the drink I ordered, and maybe even a 'Hello, my name is phbbt, and I'll be your server tonight.'
Lois: Listen, Maria. I've been on this shift since, what time is it now, uh--1947? My back aches, my feet hurt and the only thing holding up my boobs is hope. So you'll enjoy your beer.
Jack: Beer would be great, thanks.