Tanya is serving in the airport café, looking very untidy as usual when a middle aged business man comes in for his lunch


Customer: Hi. I’ll have …

Tanya (3seconds too late) Hi

Customer: (mumbles) errrr I’ll have the shepherds pie please

Tanya: What would you like?

Customer: The shepherds pie

Tanya: (bluntly) Haven’t got it

Customer: Ok, I’ll have casserole

Tanya: (pause) Haven’t got it

Customer: (face falls) alright the lasagne then

Tanya: uuuuuuuuuuuuum ok

Customer: For a moment I thought you were going to sa….

Tanya: Oh no we haven’t got that

Customer: (now annoyed) Well what have you got then?

Tanya: Fish Fingers….

Customer: Anything else?

Tanya: spaghetti bolognas

Customer:  Ok I’ll have spagh…

Tanya: Money (holds out hand, face is expressionless)

Customer: How long will it be?

Tanya: (shrugs)
[The greasy chef puts the plate of spaghetti bolognas in front of Tanya. By this time the man is looking about the airport café. Tanya leans across the counter and shakes her hair, as she does so a shower of dandruff covers the food. The man turns back round]

Customer: Oh well at least you have got parmesan!