Sam : Is he? Hey George.
Bartender :I'm not joking, have you been stealing my drinks?
Bartender :Is that a euphemism?
Jo : But there's some place that he'd rather be.
Sam : You're the piano man?
Man : Yeah, what's it to you?
Man : Uh, what? I don’t sing.
Man : Oh really? Jo do you want a melody?
1: So, have you got that album finished yet?
1: This is barely 4 chords!
1: You’re not being paid to churn out garbage, I want to see some real music!
1: Oh there’s going to be trouble alright, the producer wanted the album finished by the end of the week!
1: Double this crap and I’m just going to have twice as much rubbish.
"Well somebody told me that you have boyfriend, that looks like a girlfriend that I had in February from last year."
"I don't think I'm getting you"
"I'm not worried about that, who's girlfriend was it again?"
"Wait, so if I've got this right, either you're saying that Trevor " (points to trevor, big muscly man who is listening in and looking menacing) "looks like a girl, or that you like to date manly women..."
(slowly edging away) "Ah, rushing, ah, rushing... rushing around"
"Sorry mate, do you have the time?"
"It's nine o'clock on a Saturday."
"Ah, so the poker game will be starting soon?"
"The regular crowd shuffles in."
"Really? I haven't seen anyone"
"There's an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin"
"Well .. geez.. i'm enjoying it .. but that's a bit much"