Paul: Cheryl, that was fantastic.
Mr. Evans: The rice was terrific.
Cheryl: Cookies, anyone?
Marie: Yes, one please!
Paul: I’ll take two, thanks. Or three. Or four.
Cheryl: Do you eat sweets, Mr. Evans?
Mr. Evans: I used to. But I can’t anymore.
Marie: No dessert for you, Bob?
Cheryl: Not on his diet.
Marie: But weren’t you eating cookies today at work?
Bob: I was eating carrots.
Marie: Didn’t I see you snacking on candy this afternoon?
Bob: That was an apple.
Marie: What about that ice cream you ate yesterday?
Bob: Fruit salad.
Marie: My mistake.
Paul: These cookies are terrific.
Cheryl: If you like the cookies, you’ll love this cake. Would you eat some
strawberries, Mr. Evans?
Mr. Evans: Strawberries are my passion!
Mr. Evans: I’d eat strawberries on anything—cereal, pasta, even rice.
Paul: I’m crazy about chocolate cake! I can gain weight with every bite!
Cheryl: I think I’ll have a cookie. Bob, could you pass the . . . oh, where’d
Marie: I have one.
Paul: I have four.
Mr. Evans: I have none.
Bob: Hey . . . you only live once.