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Bob tells Susan that the Village Market won't take their cookies anymore. Susan tells Bob that the National Cookie Company wants to buy out susan's Scrumptious Cookies.
Bob: dear, I've got some bad news.
Susan: what's the matter, Bob?
Bob: the Village Market won't take any more of our cookies.
Susan: why not? They're selling like hotcakes!
Bob: I know, but a lady found a blue hair in her cookie. Now Carol refuses to sell them.
Susan: Carol is such a dragon lady! We're better off having nothing to do with her.
Bob: she's not my cup of tea either, but she was selling lots of cookies.
Susan: oh well. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Ha ha. Get it?
Bob: Susan, this is no laughing matter!
Susan: Bob, we don't need the Village Market anymore.
Bob: why not?
Susan: the National Cookie company called. They want to buy out our business.
Bob: Susan, this is a dream come true. It looks like we've struck it rich!
Susan: yes. Soon we'll be rolling in dough.
