Raggedy Hipster: Oh good, you're still open.
Caroline Channing: Yes we are what can i get you?
Raggedy Hipster: Everything in the register.
Caroline Channing: Oh my God, it's a hipster holdup.
Raggedy Hipster: Hand it over, I have a gun.
Max Black: Well I have a death wish so that's not gonna work. Look, pal, we work at this cupcake window from two to four, six nights a week and that is after eight hours of slinging hash at the diner next door for lousy minimum wage which a bunch of rich politicians out in help me out
Caroline Channing: Washington.
Max Black: What she said, don't want a raise. Then we walk home to our illegal one bedroom apartment, get three hours of NyQuil endued sleep before we have to get back up and share a bowl of Spanish language Cheerios.
Caroline Channing: It's the same thing but the C wears a sombrero.
Max Black: So no. I am not about to give you our hard earned money. And if you're gonna shoot me, better aim good cause if you miss I will climb over this counter, tear off your head and it'll be our new tip jar.
Raggedy Hipster: Yeah, I just robbed Pizza Pizza. Here's the $20. Have a good night.