"I'm sorry, Sir, we're out of Coke, But I'll bring you a Sprite.
I hope our little error has not inconvenienced you tonight."
I challenge you to fisticuffs! You do offend me, Sir!
On the fields of honour, we shall duel, Cur!
Back to back, we two shall stand, at the setting sun.
And I shall not run from the fight until the battle's won!
Ten paces forward, no turning back, and then I count to three.
And one - and only one - of us shall claim the victory.
"Oops! My bad! I didn't mean to put ice in your drink.
We're short staffed on a busy night, and I guess I didn't think!"
I challenge you to fisticuffs! I shall have satisfaction!
If I do not stand my ground, no body will take action.
My gloves are off, the time has come, no more turning back.
So don't try to show me up, I'll throw you down now, Jack.
I'm a reasonable man, so I shall give you a chance to right your wrong.
But you should hurry, my humble mercy doesn't last me long.
"I've brought the tray of desserts for you, but I'm very sorry to say,
we don't serve any cheesecake here, but we do have crème brulee.
I challenge you to fisticuffs! It's time to make a stand!
I shall be the one to walk away, while you lay dying in the sand.
So defend your pride, unless that is, you want to back out now,
and leave this town behind you - and on your solemn vow,
never return, or face your fate, and I'll teach you a lesson,
with the help of my two best friends, Misters Smith and Wesson.
Thanks so much, dear Customer, for dining with us today,
and thanks for under-tipping me, it's not like I've got bills to pay!
I'm glad that you enjoyed your meal, and next time if you're not so rude,
We'll be very glad to serve you, and might not spit in your food.