- Half price roses – get your half price roses here. Six pound per dozen.
- Excuse me…
- Yeah?
- Yesterday you were selling twelve roses for thirty pounds.
- Tha’s right.
- But half of thirty is fifteen…
- Indeed, sir. Your grasp of the mathematics is to be admired.
- So why are you pretending that you were selling your roses for only twelve pounds yesterday?
- Because if I remind any of these gentlemen passing that they paid thirty quid for a dozen flowers that’ll last no more than a day or two, they’ll probably burst into tears and that’ll put off today’s customers.
- You think that’s likely?
- Only one day of the year a man’s mad enough to shell out that sort o’ money. Paid for my holiday to Barbados this year it ‘as.
- I’ll take six.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
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