Last Day in Florida
Darryl:[entering Andy's office] Hey, man. Selling cookies for Jada. Want the same as last year?
Andy:Would if I could. And I can so I will. Put me down for one box. Don't care what it is, dealer's choice.
Darryl:I'll put you down for shortbreads.
Andy:Damn it.
Toby:[entering Andy's office] Knock, knock. Hey, Sasha's first year in the troops, so I'm selling cookies for her. Anyway, would you like some?
Darryl:No. No.
Toby:What?
Darryl:I been selling here for five years. This is my spot.
Toby:You can't claim territories. This is the only place I interact with people. Can't you sell at your church or barber shop? [Darryl looks hurt] Or chess club, or?
Darryl:You know what? It's your first time, let's split the office. You can have sales, the annex, Creed, and I don't know I'll just take, uh, accounting.
Toby:That's it? Yeah, well, ok. Thanks Darryl.
Darryl:OK, great.