By the - what the fuck? Who pays by the slice? Wait, how much is a slice?

[The waitress is amused, thankfully, not annoyed by his irritation.]

Twenty cents? You know what, I'll ask. Maybe we can get you a bulk price if you pay for a pound of it.

[Is she laughing at him?]

You laughing at me?

[Okay yeah he had to ask out loud. He must just look really confused or something. Which he is. Confused and annoyed because a plate full of bacon at twenty cents a slice, well, that's gotta be at least ten bucks' worth of bacon, right?

Fuck it, worth it.

She's shaking her head, and covering her mouth with a hand, and he shrugs it off with a snicker.]

Don't worry about it. But a bulk price'd be real good! Pancakes an' bacon it is. Oh, an' a coffee for me.