“What’s up, beefstick?
What can I get you?” How you doing, beefstick? Oh. No? [ Laughs ] I would’ve taken
the loss on that one, but you did it,
so there you go. You got it. Sal did it —
he called her beefstick. Q, now you call her
beefstick. [ Groans ] Sal: Six-inch club. The beef? You want the beef…
Stick? No, nice try. Easy on the vinegar? A lot of oregano. Lot of oregano.
Right? That’s how I like it, too.
I’m the same way. [ Both laugh ] I can’t do it.
I can’t do it. You can do it, buddy,
because other than that, we’re gonna go down,
and one of us is gonna face a loss at the end. Yeah, but what does it
even mean? It doesn’t mean much.
That’s why I want you to say it. [ Laughs ] Would you like to make
that a combo, beefstick? -Uh, yes.
-It’s that easy. -[ Laughs ]
-It’s not. [ Laughing ] Do not let her walk out.
I don’t want to go down, dude. -Yeah.
-You got it. No problem. Right in half for… He can’t do it! Have a great day,
beefstick. Murr: [ Laughs ] The window is closed. [ Buzzer ]