Waitress: O.K. Cowboys, (taps pencil on her pad) What’ll you have?
Jerry: I’ll have the, ah, turkey club without the bacon.
George: Ah, I’ll have the bacon club without the turkey.
Waitress: George, don’t make me get tough with you.
George: Why, you think you can, beat me up?
Waitress: You wouldn’t want me to mess up the beautiful face of yours.
George: Huh, nggh [snort] Stop.
(flirting with her he playfully hits her arm with the menu, then flicks it into the air)
Waitress: You don’t want bacon I’ll surprise you.
(she turns and walks away)
George: Wow, is she not terrific?
Jerry: She does have a way.
George: You think she thinks I have a beautiful face, or is she just saying that?
Jerry: Well they do work on tips.
George: “George, don’t make me get tough with you.” Whu, hu, hu, hu huuuu
Who says that? She is really cool. What do you think? You think she likes me?
Jerry: Ah, I should have got the egg white omelet.
George: Why should she like me? Who am I? Huh, there’s a million people to like.
Jerry: The omelet. Damn.
George: Maybe she could like me? Is it that far fetched? Maybe she sees something? Is it possible?
Jerry: Not possible.
George: Not possible?
(via The Soup)
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