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Waiter: Hi. Welcome to Heavenly Pies. May I take your order?
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Woman: Uh . . . yes. I'd like the chicken fried steak.
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# Q. M t# q8 b% NWaiter: Okay. Would you like fries, bread, or rice with your meal?
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+ W# d; c+ J$ j- t) V. X$ R8 PWoman: Umm. I'll take the rice." v, E1 V4 |* I' k" ]6 w
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Waiter: Would you care for anything to drink? 5 k" q% u+ P; s7 x5 S9 x. Z
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! y3 }# u( k* d& H; H1 b2 qWoman: Yeah. I'll take a medium Sprite. 0 ^: U0 j9 g1 |5 o1 ?+ l4 S
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9 P& Y" Y3 n, _- W( S0 UWaiter: I'm sorry. We only have large or small. 7 \+ k E8 E+ p3 H- X. M; c9 s* r9 }
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6 {5 G! i C; SWoman: Well, in that case, uh, I'll have a small Sprite.
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2 i) a0 t7 w2 }3 T4 ~Waiter: Okay. A small Sprite. And what kind of dressing would you like with your salad. It comes with the fried steak. : H- G+ ?( f' | W
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Woman: What dressings do you have?
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+ k8 p/ a' j7 {+ L7 AWaiter: We have French, Italian, blue cheese, and ranch. ( u! u9 r) j$ [3 ~# n8 |) {
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Woman: Oh! Ranch, please.
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Woman: Well, I'd like to see you pie menu. That's the main reason why I like to dine here.
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Waiter: Oh, I'm so sorry, but we aren't serving pies today. ( z( y) k& Q- I- J# d) b1 B
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$ z: ^# D5 i: c9 {Woman: Huh?
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- U$ }; _$ J, @/ R: o; s1 n9 _Waiter: Well, you see, Dave, our baker, slipped on a banana peel back in our kitchen two days ago, and injured his back. [Oh] He'll be out for at least two weeks. In the meantime, we're serving ice cream sundaes instead. Sorry. . p' ~3 X6 b" |% J; R
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2 o* J; `1 N, J. F3 c# uWoman: Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. I hope he gets better soon. |
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