"Me and ice cream. Best friends forever." – Jessi Lane Adams

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"Hey hey, Flip-Flop-Fletcher!"

"Hey hey, Sushi with salmon and avocado!"

"How's it going?"

"Uh, we haven't started selling yet."

"Yes, I know. I was talking about you."

"Me?"

"As in your personal wellbeing, dumbo."

"Well, we've formulated a plan to save the shop and we're about to set it in motion."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Do I love sushi?"

"Wha– what?"

"I mean, the seaweed and the rice filling go so well together, don't you think? Uh, hello? Sushi? Are you there?"

"Huh? I mean, yup! You love sushi. The food. The Japanese delicacy. Gotcha."

"What's up with your voice?"

"Nothing's up with it, why do you ask?"

"You sound kind of– well, I don't know how to describe it. Off, I guess."

"What are you on about? I'm fine."

"Whatever you say, m'lady. Ooh, Alex bought me sushi from the shop down the road! What a great day."

"Yay? Yay."

"Are you quoting The Fault in our– Erin, what do you want?"

"The Fault in our Erin?"

"No Erin, I don't want to be set up on a blind date!"

"What the fuck?"

"..."

"Um, okay, bye then."