"You want me to put these on your tab?" says Buddy.
"Yeah... That's cool, right?"
"Let me see," says Buddy.
He looks over at a piece of paper hung on the support beam for the overhead cigarrette dispenser.
"Here we are... Brad Powell... current total owed... eighty-seven dollars and fifty-two cents."
"C'mon, Buddy," you plead. "Be a friend. Help me out. It's been a rough day. I could really use these donuts."
"Sorry, Brad,"
says Buddy. "Not gonna happen."