ADRIAN: **Walks in with Sharona looking around**
SHARONA: Well, this is Denny's.
ADRIAN: This is it?
SHARONA: Yeah. What were you expecting? The Greek Isles?
ADRIAN: Uh...
HOSTESS: **Comes over to them** Hi, welcome to Denny's. Follow me.
ADRIAN: Th-Thank you. **He and Sharona follow the hostess to a table**
SHARONA: See? It's not that bad.
ADRIAN: I - I guess not. **The hostess starts setting the table for them** Uh, excuse me. Could we - could we have a booth?
HOSTESS: Sure. **Picks up everything and takes them over to a booth** How's this?
ADRIAN: **Sits in seat and looks out the window** I can't see my car from here. And the sun's...in my eyes.
HOSTESS: Allright...**Takes him to a different one** How's this?
ADRIAN: **sits down** This is - Not good. The syrup on the table...it doesn't have a cap..
SHARONA: Adrian, we're having lunch. You won't need any syrup.
ADRIAN: You never know. I might. And...it would make me feel better if it were there. You know...something could fall into -
SHARONA: Could you bring us a cap?
HOSTESS: No problem. **starts walking towards kitchen**
ADRIAN: E - Excuse me...Uh...
HOSTESS: Yes?
ADRIAN: would that be the cap that originally was on the syrup?
HOSTESS: No. Probably not. But, it would have a cap. That's what you want, right?
ADRIAN: Yeah that's - that's what I want...but it wouldn't be the right cap.
HOSTESS: But, it would still have a cap.
ADRIAN: But, not the right one.
SHARONA: This table's fine.
ADRIAN: Sharona..
SHARONA: Thank you.
HOSTESS: Allright...Is this allright with you?
ADRIAN: Uhh...
SHARONA: Don't ask his opinion. You know men. They can't make up their mind.
HOSTESS: Oh, you don't have to tell me. My husband proposed to me and changed his mind 12 times. He couldn't decide whether to marry me or keep away from me. Either way would have been fine. He died 5 years ago.
SHARONA: Oh. I'm sorry.
HOSTESS: It's allright.
ADRIAN: Um...Could you lower the shades by that table over there?
HOSTESS: Sure. Your waitress will be right over.
SHARONA: Thanks. **Looks at Adrian** You're going to get us kicked out.
ADRIAN: We won't get kicked out.
SHARONA: **shakes head and picks up menu**
JULIE: **Comes up to table** Welcome to Denny's. Can I get you two something to drink?
SHARONA: Yeah, I'll have a 7Up.
JULIE: What about you, sir?
ADRIAN: Nothing for me. Thanks.
JULIE: All right. I'll be back with your drink.
SHARONA: Thank you.
ADRIAN: **Looking around** That's the table I wanted. That couple's leaving - lets go get it before anyone else does.
SHARONA: What, are you worried someone's going to walk in expecting for that table to be open?
ADRIAN: You...You never know...**Picks up his menu, silverware, and placemat and gets up and goes to that table**
SHARONA: **frustrated noise** Adrian will you quit it about the table? This one's fine. Adrian - **Rolls her eyes, then picks up her stuff and joins him** You're a real pain, do you know that?
ADRIAN: Great. This one's perfect. I can see my car, no sun in my eyes, and the syrup has a cap.
SHARONA: I'm very glad you're comfortable here.
ADRIAN: So am I. **Julie comes back with drinks and the cap and looks around** We're - We're over here now.
JULIE: Oh...Allright...Are you sure you dont want anything, sir?
SHARONA: Just get a drink, Adrian.
ADRIAN: Uhh...okay, I'll have...Water.
JULIE: Allright. Do you know what you want yet, Miss?
SHARONA: You know what, could you give us a few minutes?
JULIE: Sure. **Walks off**
ADRIAN: **Looking around at the table**
SHARONA: Now what?
ADRIAN: This table's a little...close...**Reaches under table to move it and pulls his hands back quickly** Ugh!
SHARONA: What?
ADRIAN: There's gum under the table!
SHARONA: I'm not surprised, Adrian.
ADRIAN: **Looks around** Let's move over there.
SHARONA: Adrian we've already moved twice! Isn't this the table you wanted anyway?
ADRIAN: Yeah I know...it is...but I like that table better. **Picks up his silverware again and moves to the other table**
SHARONA: **Goes back over to Adrian. The waitress goes back to their old table and looks around**
ADRIAN: Miss? Miss? **Waves his hand** We're - We're over here!
JULIE: **Looks over at him** Decided to move again?
ADRIAN: Yeah. Sorry.
JULIE: It's all right. Here's your water. **Sets it on the table. Adrian looks at it then picks it up and examines it** So, did we decide on what we're eating?
SHARONA: I'm just going to have the caesar salad.
JULIE: That's all?
SHARONA: Yeah, we have to be out of here at 5.
JULIE: Oh, okay. And...**Looks at Adrian** For you?
ADRIAN: **Still wiggling the glass around**
JULIE: Sir?
SHARONA: Adrian.
ADRIAN: **Lowers glass** Sorry..?
JULIE: Anything for you?
ADRIAN: No, I'm fine. Thanks.
JULIE: Allright. **Goes away. Adrian starts moving the glass around again***
SHARONA: What's wrong with the water?
ADRIAN: There's stuff floating in it.
SHARONA: It's ice, Adrian.
ADRIAN: No, not the ice. I know what that is. It's something else.
SHARONA: Just drink it.
ADRIAN: **Looks at it**
SHARONA: Adrian. Drink the water!
ADRIAN: But -
SHARONA: You ordered it, now you drink it. Come on. One sip.
ADRIAN: **Slowly raises it to his lips and takes a sip, then cringes** There's something in this water.
SHARONA: Adrian there's nothing in the water.
ADRIAN: Well, you taste it!
SHARONA: I'm not drinking any after you did!
ADRIAN: Fine. **Pushes it away, but it knocks over**
SHARONA: Oh my god!
ADRIAN: I'm sorry!
SHARONA: **Stands up**
ADRIAN: **Gets up and starts frantically grabbing napkins** I'm sorry, Sharona!
SHARONA: It's okay, Adrian. You didn't mean to.
ADRIAN: **Starts wiping off table, then gives some napkins to Sharona who starts wiping herself off** Well, we have to find another table, now.
SHARONA: Oh, god.
ADRIAN: **Picks up everything and moves. Waitress comes over to the table**
JULIE: You moved again?
ADRIAN: Yeah. We had a little spill..
JULIE: Well, this table is out of my station. I'm going to have to give you Marsha.
ADRIAN: Marsha?
JULIE: Yeah. This is Marsha's station.
ADRIAN: Oh...Allright...
JULIE: She'll bring you your food, miss.
SHARONA: That's fine. Thanks. **Julie walks over to kitchen again**
ADRIAN: Well, at least I don't have to drink that water anymore.
SHARONA: You did that on purpose, didn't you?
ADRIAN: **shrugs** I might have.
SHARONA: Ugh. I can't believe you.
ADRIAN: You saw it! There were things floating in it!
SHARONA: Fine. Fine. You win. There was stuff in it. Let's just drop it, okay? **Looks at her watch** Look, We have 40 minutes. Do you think we can stay at this table for 40 minutes?
ADRIAN: **nodds and looks around**
SHARONA: **Shakes head. Marsha comes over to the table**
MARSHA: Here's your salad.
SHARONA: Thanks. I'm sorry.
MARSHA: It's allright. It happens all the time.
SHARONA: **Looks at Adrian who is stacking jelly** Does it...
MARSHA: **Smiles** It's no problem. Enjoy your meal.
SHARONA: Thanks, Marsha.
MARSHA: **nodds**
ADRIAN: Uh, could you bring us the bill? We have to leave soon.
MARSHA: Sure can.
ADRIAN: Thank you.
MARSHA: Yup. **Goes to computer**
SHARONA: Hear that? It happens ~all the time.~ Yeah right.
ADRIAN: **Looks around, then at his watch** It's 4:30
SHARONA: Now what are we going to do?
ADRIAN: We could go to another one of your dirty restaurants.
SHARONA: **Scowls**
MARSHA: **Walks back over with the bill** Here you go.
ADRIAN: Thank you. **Looks at it and gets out his wallet**
SHARONA: You want me to pay?
ADRIAN: No, that's allright.
SHARONA: Okay, fine.
ADRIAN: **Looks around** Oh my god, look!
SHARONA: What? **Spins around to see what Adrian's looking at. Adrian goes through his wallet quickly, then hands Marsha the bill.**
ADRIAN: Thanks...It was a...trip to the Greek Isles. **Marsha smiles and goes to cash register** Look at that man!
SHARONA: What about him?
ADRIAN: His pockets are hanging out.
SHARONA: **rolls eyes** Adrian.
ADRIAN: Do you think he's noticed by now?
SHARONA: He probably knows, Adrian. Just forget about it.
ADRIAN: I'm going to go tell him. You know...Just - Just in case... **Gets up and goes over to the man**
SHARONA: Oh my God.....ADRIAN!!
ADRIAN: Excuse me...Sir?
MAN: Yeah?
ADRIAN: Your pockets are...hanging out of your pants.
MAN: I know.
ADRIAN: But that's not...how mine are.
MAN: So what?
ADRIAN: I think that you should just...**tries to fix the guy's pockets**
MAN: Hey, what are you doing?!!?!??!!!?
ADRIAN: I'm just fixing -
MAN: Hey! I don't need you to fix anything!
ADRIAN: But they're -
MAN: I DON'T CARE! GET AWAY FROM ME!
ADRIAN: But -
MAN: **Punches him in the face, and Adrian falls back onto an empty table, man runs out**
SHARONA: Oh my god! Adrian! **rushes over to him**
SHARONA: Well, this is Denny's.
ADRIAN: This is it?
SHARONA: Yeah. What were you expecting? The Greek Isles?
ADRIAN: Uh...
HOSTESS: **Comes over to them** Hi, welcome to Denny's. Follow me.
ADRIAN: Th-Thank you. **He and Sharona follow the hostess to a table**
SHARONA: See? It's not that bad.
ADRIAN: I - I guess not. **The hostess starts setting the table for them** Uh, excuse me. Could we - could we have a booth?
HOSTESS: Sure. **Picks up everything and takes them over to a booth** How's this?
ADRIAN: **Sits in seat and looks out the window** I can't see my car from here. And the sun's...in my eyes.
HOSTESS: Allright...**Takes him to a different one** How's this?
ADRIAN: **sits down** This is - Not good. The syrup on the table...it doesn't have a cap..
SHARONA: Adrian, we're having lunch. You won't need any syrup.
ADRIAN: You never know. I might. And...it would make me feel better if it were there. You know...something could fall into -
SHARONA: Could you bring us a cap?
HOSTESS: No problem. **starts walking towards kitchen**
ADRIAN: E - Excuse me...Uh...
HOSTESS: Yes?
ADRIAN: would that be the cap that originally was on the syrup?
HOSTESS: No. Probably not. But, it would have a cap. That's what you want, right?
ADRIAN: Yeah that's - that's what I want...but it wouldn't be the right cap.
HOSTESS: But, it would still have a cap.
ADRIAN: But, not the right one.
SHARONA: This table's fine.
ADRIAN: Sharona..
SHARONA: Thank you.
HOSTESS: Allright...Is this allright with you?
ADRIAN: Uhh...
SHARONA: Don't ask his opinion. You know men. They can't make up their mind.
HOSTESS: Oh, you don't have to tell me. My husband proposed to me and changed his mind 12 times. He couldn't decide whether to marry me or keep away from me. Either way would have been fine. He died 5 years ago.
SHARONA: Oh. I'm sorry.
HOSTESS: It's allright.
ADRIAN: Um...Could you lower the shades by that table over there?
HOSTESS: Sure. Your waitress will be right over.
SHARONA: Thanks. **Looks at Adrian** You're going to get us kicked out.
ADRIAN: We won't get kicked out.
SHARONA: **shakes head and picks up menu**
JULIE: **Comes up to table** Welcome to Denny's. Can I get you two something to drink?
SHARONA: Yeah, I'll have a 7Up.
JULIE: What about you, sir?
ADRIAN: Nothing for me. Thanks.
JULIE: All right. I'll be back with your drink.
SHARONA: Thank you.
ADRIAN: **Looking around** That's the table I wanted. That couple's leaving - lets go get it before anyone else does.
SHARONA: What, are you worried someone's going to walk in expecting for that table to be open?
ADRIAN: You...You never know...**Picks up his menu, silverware, and placemat and gets up and goes to that table**
SHARONA: **frustrated noise** Adrian will you quit it about the table? This one's fine. Adrian - **Rolls her eyes, then picks up her stuff and joins him** You're a real pain, do you know that?
ADRIAN: Great. This one's perfect. I can see my car, no sun in my eyes, and the syrup has a cap.
SHARONA: I'm very glad you're comfortable here.
ADRIAN: So am I. **Julie comes back with drinks and the cap and looks around** We're - We're over here now.
JULIE: Oh...Allright...Are you sure you dont want anything, sir?
SHARONA: Just get a drink, Adrian.
ADRIAN: Uhh...okay, I'll have...Water.
JULIE: Allright. Do you know what you want yet, Miss?
SHARONA: You know what, could you give us a few minutes?
JULIE: Sure. **Walks off**
ADRIAN: **Looking around at the table**
SHARONA: Now what?
ADRIAN: This table's a little...close...**Reaches under table to move it and pulls his hands back quickly** Ugh!
SHARONA: What?
ADRIAN: There's gum under the table!
SHARONA: I'm not surprised, Adrian.
ADRIAN: **Looks around** Let's move over there.
SHARONA: Adrian we've already moved twice! Isn't this the table you wanted anyway?
ADRIAN: Yeah I know...it is...but I like that table better. **Picks up his silverware again and moves to the other table**
SHARONA: **Goes back over to Adrian. The waitress goes back to their old table and looks around**
ADRIAN: Miss? Miss? **Waves his hand** We're - We're over here!
JULIE: **Looks over at him** Decided to move again?
ADRIAN: Yeah. Sorry.
JULIE: It's all right. Here's your water. **Sets it on the table. Adrian looks at it then picks it up and examines it** So, did we decide on what we're eating?
SHARONA: I'm just going to have the caesar salad.
JULIE: That's all?
SHARONA: Yeah, we have to be out of here at 5.
JULIE: Oh, okay. And...**Looks at Adrian** For you?
ADRIAN: **Still wiggling the glass around**
JULIE: Sir?
SHARONA: Adrian.
ADRIAN: **Lowers glass** Sorry..?
JULIE: Anything for you?
ADRIAN: No, I'm fine. Thanks.
JULIE: Allright. **Goes away. Adrian starts moving the glass around again***
SHARONA: What's wrong with the water?
ADRIAN: There's stuff floating in it.
SHARONA: It's ice, Adrian.
ADRIAN: No, not the ice. I know what that is. It's something else.
SHARONA: Just drink it.
ADRIAN: **Looks at it**
SHARONA: Adrian. Drink the water!
ADRIAN: But -
SHARONA: You ordered it, now you drink it. Come on. One sip.
ADRIAN: **Slowly raises it to his lips and takes a sip, then cringes** There's something in this water.
SHARONA: Adrian there's nothing in the water.
ADRIAN: Well, you taste it!
SHARONA: I'm not drinking any after you did!
ADRIAN: Fine. **Pushes it away, but it knocks over**
SHARONA: Oh my god!
ADRIAN: I'm sorry!
SHARONA: **Stands up**
ADRIAN: **Gets up and starts frantically grabbing napkins** I'm sorry, Sharona!
SHARONA: It's okay, Adrian. You didn't mean to.
ADRIAN: **Starts wiping off table, then gives some napkins to Sharona who starts wiping herself off** Well, we have to find another table, now.
SHARONA: Oh, god.
ADRIAN: **Picks up everything and moves. Waitress comes over to the table**
JULIE: You moved again?
ADRIAN: Yeah. We had a little spill..
JULIE: Well, this table is out of my station. I'm going to have to give you Marsha.
ADRIAN: Marsha?
JULIE: Yeah. This is Marsha's station.
ADRIAN: Oh...Allright...
JULIE: She'll bring you your food, miss.
SHARONA: That's fine. Thanks. **Julie walks over to kitchen again**
ADRIAN: Well, at least I don't have to drink that water anymore.
SHARONA: You did that on purpose, didn't you?
ADRIAN: **shrugs** I might have.
SHARONA: Ugh. I can't believe you.
ADRIAN: You saw it! There were things floating in it!
SHARONA: Fine. Fine. You win. There was stuff in it. Let's just drop it, okay? **Looks at her watch** Look, We have 40 minutes. Do you think we can stay at this table for 40 minutes?
ADRIAN: **nodds and looks around**
SHARONA: **Shakes head. Marsha comes over to the table**
MARSHA: Here's your salad.
SHARONA: Thanks. I'm sorry.
MARSHA: It's allright. It happens all the time.
SHARONA: **Looks at Adrian who is stacking jelly** Does it...
MARSHA: **Smiles** It's no problem. Enjoy your meal.
SHARONA: Thanks, Marsha.
MARSHA: **nodds**
ADRIAN: Uh, could you bring us the bill? We have to leave soon.
MARSHA: Sure can.
ADRIAN: Thank you.
MARSHA: Yup. **Goes to computer**
SHARONA: Hear that? It happens ~all the time.~ Yeah right.
ADRIAN: **Looks around, then at his watch** It's 4:30
SHARONA: Now what are we going to do?
ADRIAN: We could go to another one of your dirty restaurants.
SHARONA: **Scowls**
MARSHA: **Walks back over with the bill** Here you go.
ADRIAN: Thank you. **Looks at it and gets out his wallet**
SHARONA: You want me to pay?
ADRIAN: No, that's allright.
SHARONA: Okay, fine.
ADRIAN: **Looks around** Oh my god, look!
SHARONA: What? **Spins around to see what Adrian's looking at. Adrian goes through his wallet quickly, then hands Marsha the bill.**
ADRIAN: Thanks...It was a...trip to the Greek Isles. **Marsha smiles and goes to cash register** Look at that man!
SHARONA: What about him?
ADRIAN: His pockets are hanging out.
SHARONA: **rolls eyes** Adrian.
ADRIAN: Do you think he's noticed by now?
SHARONA: He probably knows, Adrian. Just forget about it.
ADRIAN: I'm going to go tell him. You know...Just - Just in case... **Gets up and goes over to the man**
SHARONA: Oh my God.....ADRIAN!!
ADRIAN: Excuse me...Sir?
MAN: Yeah?
ADRIAN: Your pockets are...hanging out of your pants.
MAN: I know.
ADRIAN: But that's not...how mine are.
MAN: So what?
ADRIAN: I think that you should just...**tries to fix the guy's pockets**
MAN: Hey, what are you doing?!!?!??!!!?
ADRIAN: I'm just fixing -
MAN: Hey! I don't need you to fix anything!
ADRIAN: But they're -
MAN: I DON'T CARE! GET AWAY FROM ME!
ADRIAN: But -
MAN: **Punches him in the face, and Adrian falls back onto an empty table, man runs out**
SHARONA: Oh my god! Adrian! **rushes over to him**