Quote from Tommy in Dick Strikes Out
Tommy: Hey, buddy. Do I come to your job and stare at you and your girlfriend? Man: I'd like to, uh, buy a pretzel. Alissa: I'm so sorry, sir. Um, please accept this courtesy of Mrs. Fetzel's homemade pretzels. Tommy: You just gave that perv a free pretzel. Alissa: We're allowed to sometimes. It's called customer relations. Tommy: Does Mrs. Fetzel know about this? Alissa: Tommy, let her go. She's gone.