Kenya, deep and flavorful, Brazil, dark and robust, pleasuring each other until the simultaneously creamered. "Good to the last drop they exclaimed!"
"Knock it off you two. Yer in a public place! Stop doing that in the drive through!" She exclaimed as her heaving breast popped the button of her brown grimy roach stained uniform."
"Fer Gawd's sakes Cherryl quit screaming at the customers or I'll fire ye so help me."
"Fire me. Fire me? Fire me!!"
"Sheat ye can't fore me. H'im de h'only one what knose owe to worth da microwacallit!
"H'I sheer cain fore ye! I can get me knephew h'i from da turd grade ta read da manual."
"No ya can't! I burnered da manual."
"I gotcha dere fer sure I do! He can look it up on da Googles."
"What are you talking about Googles? dis is 1978 da Googles ain't been invented yet!"
"Yeah well he will use a time warp!"
"Yer a time warp!"
"Kiss me you fool!"
"MFFGERFFPPnt"
"What was that?"
"I said "Me farts a lot cause I'm pregnant."
"No I mean the smell."
""
"Hey are you peeing on me?"
"Do you like it?"
"No."
"Then no. I am not."
"Yes then, I am peeing."
"Why for God's sake."
"Do you like it?"
"No! For God's sake.!"
"Then it must be because my feet are wet."
They both look down to see the water rapidly rising. Styrofoam cups float by. Cockroaches make origami sailboats out of paper cups and paddle them away using coffee stirring as oars.
"What is all this?
An halucination by the Author."
A booming disembodied booms out the following colloquial sentence. "Shut the fuck up you two! Get back to the story!"
"What was that?"
A booming disembodied booms out the following colloquial sentence. "It was me."
"Who are you?"
"I am the omniscient narrator."
"The hell you are!"
"I am the omniscient narrator."
"Yeah If you are so omniscient, what am I going to say next."
"Lucky guess."
"Lucky guess!"
"No it wasn't I am the omniscient narrator."
"No it wasn't I am the omniscient narrator."
"Do not mock me! Or else!"
"Do not mock me! Or else?"
"I am warning you! Do not mock me! Or else!"
"I am warning you! Do not mock me! Or else!!!!"
"I am warning you! Do not mock me! Or else! I will cut your character out of the story."
"I am warning you....

Suddenly the character not involved in the dialog with the omniscient narrator realized that she had been working alone the whole time and the previous scene had not happened. She thought of some character on Dallas, a show she had never watched dreaming a whole season. A whole fucking season over some contract dispute.

"Why does the road look like a river she wondered?"

Sam floated up to the drive through window on a sofa.