It's salt
It's not my fault
I can smell your
gherkin from here
Where's pepper?
You mean Peppa?
No not the pig
the seasoning
I've spilled vinegar
on my finger
But we're not even
having fish tonight
Fetch us our bill
I'll sign them a cheque
with my quill, then
let's leave discreetly
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