A : All right, let's see... Let me have, er... some strawberries... two or three pears... an avocado... couple grapefruits... oh, and a kiwi, please.
B : How many times do I have to tell you? I don't sell fruit in here. I only sell wicker furniture.
A : Oh, do you? Then why do I see pineapples all over the place?
B : You see... in my line of work, a man gets to be lonely...
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