Delocated2008

Jon:
Why are my jeans creased?!

Eun Mi:
Oh, jean need crease. Look sharp.

Jon:
No, you [sighs] You don't crease jeans. You crease slacks.

Eun Mi:
Jean need crease. 20 dollar.

Jon:
Are you out of your mind?! 20 bucks?! These took a long time to break in. Now they're ruined. You just lost a customer.

Eun Mi:
Oh, no, no. Hold on. Hold on. Uh... [out of character] I-I no supposed to do this, but...prease, take this. I give you coupon, make you happy customer.

Jon:
I can take this to any chinese restaurant in the city, and they'll accept it?

Eun Mi:
Oh, anyplace. Chinese people make special code. That how chinese people do things.

Jon:
Special code? You chinese people stick together. I like that. I also like good business. You also got a customer back. I'm Jon.

Eun Mi:
My name Eun Mi.

Jon:
It's very pretty. It's delicate. It's like a tender piece of pineapple fried rice. Without the pineapple, though. I don't -- I never understood that dish. Like, why ruin fried rice with warm fruit? Ugh. Gross.