“Yeah, that’s right, butter!” Marvin was not happy with the service his waitress was providing. This was not an unusual situation. Marvin was unhappy with almost everything in his life. If it wasn’t for the reruns of The Wonder Years his life would be completely unbearable.
“Yeah, that’s right, butter!” Carol had to summon all her discipline not to break her look of disinterest. First to restrain the urge to laugh out loud then to suppress the guilt of deriving so much joy from torturing the angry man.
Marvin left no tip. Carol retrieved the butter from its hiding place.