Waiter: Hey, guys. Can I start you off with something from the bar? Some wine or beer?
Hank: Oh, man. A beer. God, it's been so long.
Jimmy: Well, go ahead, Hank. It's okay with me if you want one.
Hank: Jimmy, you are the greatest.
Curtis: Can I have one, too?
Greg: Of course you can. Bring these gentlemen two of your finest bottles of beer.
Hank: You know what. The last time I had a bottle of beer in my hand... I smashed it over some guy's head.
Jimmy: You know what, bring his in a paper cup.