"Good morning, Martha. How's the flower business?" he asked.
"Just fine, Walter. How is the convenience business?"
"Well, if I get any older, it won't be very convenient for me." He laughed out loud. The joke wasn't all that funny, but he said it the same way nearly every day.
"There's fresh decaf made, Martha. But there's a price."
"You talk to that husband of yours, ask him to find me a place in his battalion."
Walter was a Vietnam veteran, and liked to kid Ken about the computerized monstrosities