Jill: I'm hungry. Can we order some food?
Tim: Yeah.
Bud: Oh, no, no. I don't allow food on the lanes. Somebody always spills something.
Jill: You don't allow it?
Tim: We understand. We understand. Of course we understand. And you're watching your weight anyway, honey. It's okay.
Jill: Excuse me? Did you say something about my weight?
Tim: I said, "Let's wait. And we'll eat later."
Jill: I'm gonna go get myself a big old tub of popcorn with lots of extra butter.