Sam.
Hey, Sam.
Let’s go get Taco Bell.
Sam, get your head outta that coupon book.
Sam, nobody uses coupons for tacos.
No, Sam. I don’t want to go to Tako Express.
I don’t care about their coupons.
No, I don’t want to just try it.
You’re dumb, Sam.
Your Takos are gonna taste like crap.
No, don’t bring me any back to taste.
Sam leaves, slamming the door.
I’m sorry, Sam. I don’t think this relationship is going to work out.