Joe Versus the Volcano1990

Luggage Salesman:
Have you thought much about luggage, Mr. Banks?

Joe:
No.

Luggage Salesman:
It's the central preoccupation of my life. You travel the world, you're away from home, perhaps away from your family, all you have to depend on is yourself and your luggage.

Joe:
I guess that's true.

Luggage Salesman:
Are you traveling light or heavy?

Joe:
Heavy.

Luggage Salesman:
Flying?

Joe:
Flying. And by ship.

Luggage Salesman:
An ocean voyage?

Joe:
Yes.

Luggage Salesman:
Ah. Yes. So. A real journey.

Joe:
And then I'll be staying on this island, I don't even really know if I'll be living in a hut or what.

Luggage Salesman:
Very exciting.

Joe:
Yeah.

Luggage Salesman:
As a luggage problem. I believe I have just the thing.

[the Luggage Salesman opens doors to reveal a steamer trunk of dark, wine-colored leather and brass fittings]

Joe:
Wow.

Luggage Salesman:
This is our premier steamer trunk, it's all handmade, only the finest materials. It's even watertight, tight as a drum. If I had the need, and the wherewithal, Mr. Banks, this would be my trunk of choice.

Joe:
I'll take four of them.

Luggage Salesman:
May you live to be a thousand years old, sir.

Joe:
Thanks...same to you.