Sippy was kind enough to come early this morning to help me get all of the stuff off of my frease that I lost so in return I tried to buy his lunch. He told the waiter he'd pay for his own. We argued and the waiter walked off. I thought I'd made my point pretty clear to the waiter so I wasn't concerned. Well when the ticket came, I sent my card with the waiter but when I got it back, Sippy's food was on there but no "tip" line. Apparently on his nonchalant trip to wash his hands, he one Up'ed me. Touché sipster, touché. Thanks again for your help lil buddy. It's greatly appreciated.

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