Carnival of Souls

And the thing I hated most
was "principal products."

Principal products?
You, you know, like,
"The principal products of Brazil are.."

Oh, geez.
Coffee, beans, snake oil.
You know, like that.

When I was in school,
I couldn't care less.

The only thing
I cared about was girls.

Didn't they offer
a course in that?

If they would've done that,
I would've graduated.

What's the matter?
Can you still taste the coffee?

What do you think?
I'm an alcoholic?

I just like to start the day off
in a good mood, that's all.

You must be
hilarious by noon.

I'm just the kind of
a guy employers want.

You know,
the happy worker.

Come on. Didn't I make
your morning happier?

This morning
you're exactly what I needed.

You're gonna need me in the evenin' too.
You just don't know it yet.

I'll rinse off
these cups.

No, no. Just spoils
the flavor for tomorrow.

Thank you
for the coffee.

It was unsanitary,
but delicious.

Well, uh,
should've put some of
the germ killer inside.

Well, I hate
to leave so early.

Think you can
get through the door?

You got the wrong
impression of me.

Well, I meant because
you have so many things to carry.

Oh. Like I said,
I hate to leave.

It's been a pleasure, Mr. Linden,
but I'm sure you have to get to work.

- Don't you?
- Nope.

I have the whole day
free for shopping.