Gav: Whew! FINALLY! I'll have a Guinness, please.
Coat Check Girl: The bar is that way. This is the coat check window.

Gav: I've been waiting half an hour in the COAT CHECK line?
Coat Check Girl: Mm. Would you like me to dispose of that tacky white overcoat? Five dollars.

Gav: FIVE DOLLARS?! Are you non corpus mentis? I could throw this coat away and buy a new one for less!!
Coat Check Girl: Funny, I was thinking the same thing...

Gav: And is that a tip jar? After you rip me off, why would I tip you?
Coat Check Girl: You're right. That coat is pretty stained already...