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Waiter: Hi. Welcome to Heavenly Pies. May I take your order?9 F- e8 m& M' i, x, q9 s. s9 ?
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Woman: Uh . . . yes. I'd like the chicken fried steak.$ ^. H5 w0 F" U' N+ D- F) I
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Waiter: Okay. Would you like fries, bread, or rice with your meal?( a5 m" x1 H+ N& I
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' U _4 r" z H3 x9 q. rWoman: Umm. I'll take the rice." i7 Q- g' ]! V
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Waiter: Would you care for anything to drink? ) h% I9 @! O F% D& I" y
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Woman: Yeah. I'll take a medium Sprite. 9 R9 y5 _% z0 P; J# V9 A5 o+ N
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Waiter: I'm sorry. We only have large or small.
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# ^+ T" B2 R6 |7 d; hWoman: Well, in that case, uh, I'll have a small Sprite. 5 a( H ?) ~( V. _! z% B* f: B
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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. ! g" p* m7 e" i! c/ r P$ K3 Z$ O
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Woman: What dressings do you have?
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Waiter: We have French, Italian, blue cheese, and ranch.
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) B1 U1 t. J3 k2 `; U" J1 [Woman: Oh! Ranch, please. $ F5 I/ w5 X% u/ \0 e. a
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7 V, t" T( d) y6 ^! c7 |- Z/ n( l0 dWaiter: Would you like anything else?
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# o3 @4 C4 E+ a; B, A( W1 uWoman: 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. ! r1 t- e( C% E0 U4 l) }. D- E
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" l+ O5 b% L+ ]. H) i- x3 bWoman: Huh? " g* G1 D6 o8 ?) v
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$ b+ m, V& |0 tWaiter: 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.
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Woman: Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. I hope he gets better soon. |
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