Grover (running across stage): Just a second! (he runs over to The Blue Guy) Yes , Sir! Grover, your waiter, at your service, Sir!
Blue Guy: Yes, well, I'd like a hamburger.
Grover: Well, Sir, we have two hamburgers; a big one and a little one. (whisperi ng) May I suggest you try the little one.
Blue Guy: All right, let's see it.
Grover: (goes through the door in back, and yells to the kitchen staff) Singe th e itty bitty, Charlie!
Blue Guy: (mumbling) I always get this ding-a-ling every time I come in here.
(After a couple seconds, Grover comes out)
Grover: All right, Sir, the little hamburger.
(Holds out the plate. On it is a small sandwich, not even enough to make a mouth ful.)
Blue Guy: Wow, that sure is little.
Grover: Isn't it sweet?
Blue Guy: That's hardly enough to feed a flea!
Grover: I wouldn't know. We have never fed a flea here before! (Laughs, and look s at Blue Guy, who's looking at him.) That's a waiter joke.
Blue Guy: Well, don't wait for the laughs. (Thinks) Uh, yeah, take this back and bring me the big hamburger.
Grover: Oh, no, no, maybe you want, oh say, three or four little ones, cause we' ve had a lot of problems with our big one.
Blue Guy: Look, your problem's no concern of mine; take back this little hamburg er.
Grover: Here, let me sit down and talk to you. (sits on Blue Guy's chair next to him) First thing, we have ...
Blue Guy: (Cutting off Grover) WILL YOU BRING ME THE BIG HAMBURGER!
(Grover screams, frightened)
Grover: Yes, Sir!
Blue Guy: I haven't got all day!
Grover: All right, I warned you, I warned you. (goes through door, and yells) Al l right, Charlie, brrroil the biggie!
Blue Guy: (angrily) Boy, the nerve of that guy, trying to tell me what I want!
(viewer hears a rumbling sound in background starting here, grows progressively louder)
Blue Guy: I know what I want, (hears the sound, starts to slow down) I want .. t he .. big ... ham ... bur .. ger ...
(He looks back and then toward the cameras with a surprised look)
(Grover crashes through the door with this enormous hamburger, which dwarfs him and the table. He strains under the weight and places the hamburger on the table . Blue Guy's scared out of his mind, comes out from under the table, and starts to take off.)
Grover: Uh, Sir, on the catsup, do you want the big bottle or the little bottle? Hm?
(Ending music of two notes plays, Blue Guy starts to walk off again.)
Grover: WHOAAA!
(Tips over holding hamburger. Blue Guy looks back, there's a deafening crash as Grover falls, then Blue Guy runs off.)
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