Baby Blues

Darryl:
Geez, Carl, how do you stand this place?

Carl:
Ya gotta come prepared. [brings out two cartons of milk]

Darryl:
Don't they sell milk here?

Carl:
Not this kind. [opens the cartons, which give off a slight spritz]

Darryl:
Hey, is that -

Carl:
Does a body good! Cheers! [they both have a drink] Hits the spot, eh?

Darryl:
Don't ever sell that cow! [both chuckle] I gotta hand it to you, Carl. I never would have thought to smuggle alcohol into a kiddie fun center.

Carl:
Eh, don't feel bad. I've been a father a lot longer. Hey, I've got a chocolate milk if you'd like a margarita.