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6:05 PM -
Scene, the K-- living room

Gina [talking on the phone]: Hello, I'd like a large "Duke Tristam Platter" (the real name is trademarked) Pizzano onions, green peppers, or Linguise.

[Hexagonal Eating Surface Pizza Company (this too was trademarked) answers her, unheard by all but Gina]

Gina: Yes, that's the correct address.

[Hexagonal Eating Surface Pizza Company responds]

Gina: Okay, 30 to 45 minutes. Great.

[Waiting by the phone . . . ]

7:30 Pm -

Gina [talking on phone]: Yes, it's 7:30, and I ordered my pizza at 6:05, it hasn't arrived yet.

[Hexagonal Eating Surface Pizza Company responds]

Gina: Yes, that's my order. Okay. Thank you.

Ty: So?

Gina [to Ty]: it "disappeared."

Ty: If it came to my house by accident, I'd pretend it was my order.

Gina: they said they'd make it and rush it out immediately, and that they'd charge half price.

[Waiting for pizza . . . ]

8:15 -
Gina [on phone]: Okay, please hurry.

[to Ty] at least they arn't going to charge us. Do you have cash for a tip . . .

9:15 -
[Doorbell]
Gina [to Steve]: It's been too long, that has to be at least partly the driver's fault, don't bother with a tip.

[Switch scene: some time later, Ty is driving in the car and listening to radio]

Radio Personality: okay, caller, what's your complaint?

Caller: People in this valley don't tip pizza delivery guys. I moveds here after working the same job in two other states and no one tips as badly as Boise.

Ty: Oh COME ON!