We went to the cocktail this morning to come up with a script for the upcoming game. The waitress suits.

AIR: Girl, we have two keys please.
A: We do not have a kefir.
Water: Then two milk.
There is no milk either.
AIR: Well why is it not milk, and if the children come?
A: They drink the juice.
What if they are very small?
They will be fed with their breasts.
AIR: Then we have two breasts with milk, please.