Table ten, table twelwe, table six..ty-nine.
Oleg, there is no table sixty nine.
There could be
Oleg, just sixty-nined me and now I don't remember any of the table numbers
Look, he's never gonna stop sixty-nining us.
Forget the table numbers.
Here's how you remember your orders.
Just give people nicknames.
Look, I got thin cee lo, fat rihanna, jon beret ramsey, and kristen bad wig.
I got seth rogaine, child molester moustache, and lesbian justin bieber.
Pick up. Table six ...ty-nine.
So can I get you anything else?
Coffee? Dessert? Morning-after pill? Okay.
Getting it on in a restaurant.
I once made love to a young angela lansbury
in a booth just like that.
Murder she wrote?
more like "harder she begged."
Earl, why isn't everyone you?
Yo, what's up, mama?
Oh, hey, johnny. Usual? Two coffees to go?
Yeah, and can I get two of your cupcakes?
You know which two.
The discounted day-olds?
Hey, my bro and friend.
Hey, what's up, big guy?
Max, your boyfriend is here.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's just another guy who likes my cupcakes.
Сause who doesn't?
Well, your face gets red when you see him,
and you suddenly act like nice person.
If that's not love, I don't know what is.
He doesn't know what love is.
The only thing he ever loved was a stepladder.
Johnny, here's your stale cake and burnt coffee.
Just how I like it. What do I owe you?
It's on me.
You wish it was on you.
There's nothing going on.
He just comes in here to get coffee because he tags billboards all night.
Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
Listen, renaissance fair,
why don't you be a good wench and clean up your counter?
Until the cupcake business takes off,
i'm just gonna have to find a temp job online.
Can I close this window that says "mexican painkillers"?
Yeah, yeah, but, uh, bookmark it first.
Here we are. Craigslist. Okay.
How does this job sound?
Disgusting and depraved.
You didn't even hear it yet.
Did I not hear "craigslist"?