And I just know we'll have a good time

[Domino's Pizza, on Guadalupe St, across from the Post Office.]

[A red truck pulls into the parking lot. A large youth with unkept dirty blonde hair emerges from the truck in a Domino's uniform and proceeds to put on his shoes, then enter the store.]

Jess: "Hey Billy, do you want to work or go home?"

Billy: "Um, go home, I guess."

Jess: "Okay, you can leave."

Billy: "Really?"

Jess: "Yeah, it's really slow."

[Two minutes later, the truck leaves.]

Got tomorrow off too. Now, if only something else would go right. Anything else.