ME: It's okay.
CHATTER: I could just sit and eat butter pecan ice cream for days and days.
ME: Well, glad you enjoy it.
CHATTER: Butter pecan is just the best.
ME: I kinda like mint chocolate chip.
CHATTER: I went to the ice cream store just the other day and when they asked me what I wanted, I said, "Butter pecan, it's gotta be! Lay it on me!"
ME: I bet you did. Do you like pie at all?
CHATTER: They had really good butter pecan, too. Sweet, but not TOO sweet, with just the perfect hint of nutty, buttery flavor. It was really, really good!
ME: *sigh* Oh yes?
CHATTER: Yup! I like butter pecan from the grocery store, too, but not as much as this butter pecan I had the other day.
ME: Well, I'm glad it was good butter pecan. I guess you don't like pie, then?
CHATTER: A few weeks ago, I went to a place that had what they SAID was butter pecan, but the nuts in it seemed more like walnuts, to me. I think they must have been walnuts!
CHATTER: Can you believe it? Walnuts!
ME: I have a great big squid in my refrigerator. It cost me 99 cents per pound.
CHATTER: I said to them, "Why are you calling this butter pecan? It has walnuts in it!"
ME: There once was a man from Nantucket...
CHATTER: "You should call it 'butter walnut!'" They looked at me like I was crazy.
CHATTER: Butter-walnut-selling scum! I demanded my money back.
ME: I'd like coffee and a sweet roll.
CHATTER: What does that have to do with anything?
ME: Nothing, really.
CHATTER: It's like you're not even listening to me!