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Waiter: Hi. Welcome to Heavenly Pies. May I take your order? o& ]4 k5 f) S* G$ B
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8 ?; W$ K3 o* [Woman: Uh . . . yes. I'd like the chicken fried steak./ n- w3 W% ^+ T: T
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0 t& o! ?3 w+ Z4 h! B) @! y4 Z6 l% SWaiter: Okay. Would you like fries, bread, or rice with your meal?
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/ I5 k, ?" X6 H5 n9 C" XWoman: Umm. I'll take the rice.
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Waiter: Would you care for anything to drink? * h. v1 u$ ]$ J; L* j
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3 f4 V4 W7 g8 L" a& nWoman: Yeah. I'll take a medium Sprite.
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Waiter: I'm sorry. We only have large or small.
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Woman: Well, in that case, uh, I'll have a small Sprite.
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Waiter: Okay. A small Sprite. And what kind of dressing would you like with your salad. It comes with the fried steak. " J1 i0 P3 n$ p7 M! G. [- D; [) X
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% Z: a1 E' p# O4 \7 nWaiter: We have French, Italian, blue cheese, and ranch. W& e0 `. Q( f% k% P
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Woman: Oh! Ranch, please.
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3 j* P* c6 q4 A* vWaiter: Would you like anything else?
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3 B$ T$ T2 s' d2 V& q4 p2 ^8 K+ ?6 YWoman: Well, I'd like to see you pie menu. That's the main reason why I like to dine here.
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% `" q: Q) n; _, t( @Waiter: Oh, I'm so sorry, but we aren't serving pies today.
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Woman: Huh?
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( @( {0 T8 e/ }. cWaiter: 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. / G: P# g* J. b
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) l/ z* \4 b: u0 ? e* }Woman: Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. I hope he gets better soon. |
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