PT: Someone stole my bagel
Doctor Bean: I swear, it wasn't me!
PT: or maybe someone threw it out. I can't be sure
Doctor Bean: We have a few stale ones here if you want
PT: You're 2,129 miles away
Doctor Bean: If you get in the car now, you can be here by Friday!
PT: I'm really trying to be good...
Doctor Bean: Non-sequitor
PT: I'm avoiding sweets, I haven't had coffee in a week, I started exercising, I stopped eating frosty flakes
PT: And I went to the trouble of making my own bagel and creamcheese for lunch, just a little one, no candy or cake
Doctor Bean: Good for you
PT: And now somebody stole it, and the only thing that's kosher at the gas station is a big ole cookie. What am I supposed to do?
Doctor Bean: Eat the cookie.
PT: A cookie. And a diet coke. Blecccch.
Doctor Bean: Diet Coke! Yum!
PT: I feel like Al Pacino in the Godfather III. I keep trying to get out
Doctor Bean: And they keep pulling you back in?
PT: I'll start my diet tomorrow
Doctor Bean: Hot drug rep here. Hubba hubba.