"We come into this coffee shop every single day," said the one with the slicked back hair.
"Could we be drinking any more coffee?" quipped the funny one who wasn't funny.
All six of them sipped their drinks while the bleach-haired sexual predator leered at one of the women from behind the counter.
The meteor plunged straight through the roof of the building, ending any potential for the coffee shop scene to develop into a comedic situation.
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