Drawing 119

DINER:
Waiter! Waiter! Waiter waiter waiter!

WAITER:
Allow me to direct you back to your seat, Mr. Armstrong.

DINER:
This is not the garlic bread of my youth!

WAITER:
Your seat, Mr. Armstrong. You must return to your seat.

DINER:
Waiter! Not the garlic bread of my youth!