Carla: Would you look at the poor slob? Forced to humiliate himself in some stupid outfit just to make a few bucks for the holiday season. Yeah, why doesn't he just wear a sign, "Loser for hire?"
Man: Hey, Peterson? You're late again. I'm not covering for you this time.
Norm: No, no. I think you have the wrong Peterson.
Man: Oh, yeah?
Norm: Yeah.
Man: Well, when you find the right one, would you tell him not to sweat in the hat so much?
Norm: Well... Guess I'm busted. Okay, I didn't mention anything to you guys, 'cause I thought that you guys just might razz me a little bit about being a Santa Claus over at Nagle's.
Carla: That was you?
Norm: Mm.
Carla: That's what my kid meant when she says that "Santa smells like the place where Mommy works."