In an effort to get to know his new friends from Brooklyn better, Toad offered to volunteer at a local bakery for the day as a chef.
'I gotta say, we've never had someone like you working here. Yeah, we've had short guys working here before, but never anyone like you.' The owner said.
'Oh not to worry sir, I'm a really good cook and I'm very customer friendly!' Toad eagerly replied.
Throughout the day, Toad wowed every customer with his karate style of cooking and adorable friendliness.
'I gotta say, are all Brooklyneers always this friendly?' He asked at 1 point.
'Not always. Sometimes we get a couple of hecklers in here bragging about how the shop down the street is better then ours. Like those 2 punks over there.' The owner responded.
Toad looked and saw the 2 punks wearing shades.
'Oh, no problem, I'll handle them.'
Toad took care of them by asking them if they wanted anything, and then knocked them out with his frying pan.
'I'm sorry, what was that you ordered? Oh right! It was 1 smacking of 'I don't serve punks!'' He exclaimed.
At the end of the day.
'Gotta say Mr. Toad, you just might be 1 of my best volunteers! Ever consider working here full time?' The owner asked.
'Might fine offer! But I have other things to do.' Toad replied. 'But thanks!'
He went home very satisfied at what he did and observed.