Cliff: So, hey, Normie, so how's business going?
Norm: Lousy, Cliffie. I'm so damn busy painting, I haven't had time to stop in here and visit with my best friend.
Cliff: I missed you, too, you big lug.
Norm: Actually, Cliffie, I meant Mr. Beer.
Woody: So, the painting business is that good, huh?
Norm: Too good, Woody. Today I had to choose between two really great jobs. I couldn't make up my mind.
Woody: So what did you do?
Norm: Skipped them both. Came in here. I think I made the right choice.