"How old are you," the girl asked the waiter.
"What does that matter," the waiter replied.
"I'm just curious," the girl said.
"I'm 18," the waiter said.
"What do you want?"
"Aren't you supposed to treat your customers nicely," the girl asked.
"Not when they just order medium fries," the waiter said.
"I'm 17," the girl stated, as if the waiter cared.
"And I'll order some medium fries."
"Waiter," she called out as the waiter turned to leave, "go easy on the sea salt."
