The Disagreeable Dinner Flashcards

1
Q

(Sara, wearing a bathrobe, staggers in)

A

Good morning.

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Q

And I wish it was night and I was still in bed because your– woke me up again last night, Tom. Boy, and I thought your snoring was hell on earth. Now you’re talking? What’s next? Sleepwalking?

A

I’m sorry, Sara. I’ve never talked in my sleep before.

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3
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Actually, you weren’t talking. You were singing.

A

No way!

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4
Q

Yes! At three A.M, you sang “I Will Survive;” of all songs.

A

Did I at least sing on key?

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5
Q

Hardly.

A

Then that makes it worse.

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6
Q

And that’s the third night in a row your, huh, “lilting
voice” woke me up. Jeez. Where’s Autotune when you need it?

A

Man, I don’t think I’ve talked in my sleep before, let alone sing. What’s going on?

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7
Q

Ya know…it started the night we ate at that Mexican restaurant. It was on the Mexican holiday called Day of the
Dead when–Uh-oh.

A

What’s so “uh-oh” about the Day of the Dead?

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8
Q

Remember what our waiter told us about that day? About how the souls of the dead return to earth?

A

So?

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9
Q

So maybe that talking and singing voice that came out of you, wasn’t your voice. It was someone’s soul.

A

C’mon, honey! I got a soul singer inside me? I–
Actually, I’m thinking–maybe there was something in the f-
f-f-f-f-f-ood. Or…someone?

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10
Q

What’s wrong?

A

How did it get so c-c-c-c-old in here? Excuse me. Whew.

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11
Q

Are you all right?

A

I-I-I feel weird… bloated… gassy…

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12
Q

What the hell…?

A

No, who the hell’s down there? Down me?

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13
Q

You can throw your voice so it comes out of your butt? Talk about a marketable talent.

A

That wasn’t me talking. I swear.

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14
Q

You’re serious.

A

I am. Who-who-said that?

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15
Q

Put your hand in the air.

A

Now what?

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16
Q

A ghost. Namely, me.

A

Then…you must be one tiny ghost.

17
Q

No need to height shame me. I am what I am.

A

Wait. You’re a real ghost? In me? In my butt?

18
Q

Of all places you could haunt, what’s a ghost doing inside there; haunting up my husband?

A

And who do we have the pleasure of talking to?

19
Q

My name’s Frank Lucallo. In my mortal life, I cooked for Consuelo.

A

Of Consuelo’s Restaurante?

20
Q

If you want to call it food. I was Consuelo’s secret lover until her husband caught us canoodling and jammed my face
into a pot of refried beans that was sitting on Table 8. He suffocated me but on the Day of the Dead, my soul rises from the bottom of that pot and settles in whoever eats the refried beans at Table 8.

A

So—so-so-so on that day, you went from being a human to–

21
Q

–being a ghostly presence every year. Yep. Since only you ate those beans at Table 8, you now have me at eight A.M. And my journey stopped at the end. Your end.

A

I’ve got a spirit in my sphincter? God, I’m beginning to think this isn’t my day.

22
Q

Scoot, ghost bro!

A

Ow! Don’t do that! I’m not into pain when I’m sober.

23
Q

I’m just trying to–Mr. Frank! You leave and find another butt to haunt!

A

Right now!!

24
Q

Tough tamales. I’m staying in your man’s can. And lower your voices. Show some respect for the dead–or else.

A

Yeah, Sara. Maybe we shouldn’t get a ghost all riled up, okay?

25
Q

Oh, but it’s okay if he gets us riled?

A

No it’s not….It’s–Now Frank. This is between you and Consuelo, right?

26
Q

This is Consuelo. May I help you? Hello? Hello?

A

Hable, Frank. Por favor? C’mon, ghost bro. Say something.

27
Q

Whoever this is, I’m not in the mood to talk to some ass.

A

Now what?!

28
Q

I don’t intend to. Until the next Day of the Dead, your brain dead man and I are going to be real close.

A

We’ll see about that!

29
Q

Nice try but this ghost is staying! Rent free!

A

That’s what you think. Don’t go anywhere.

30
Q

I’ll try not to. Hey. Can I get a TV and cable TV here? Maybe I get the Cine-ass channel.

A

Let the ass-orcism begin!

31
Q

We did it!

A

Whew. Am I going to give this a good review on Yelp!

32
Q

We evaporated him!

A

He’s ghost dust in the wind!

33
Q

Whew. Talk about food haunting you.

A

But never again! We have survived!

34
Q

You got that right.

A

Jeez. I’m going to be late for work. And I gotta think of some excuse for why I’m late ‘cause I don’t think what just happened is going to work.

35
Q

So you won’t have breakfast with me?

A

I ate already. Had a bowl of Frosted Flakes.

36
Q

I bet they tasted better than those refried beans.

A

Absolutely.

37
Q

Uh oh.

A

Yep. Looks like I have another excuse for being late for work.