Last Holiday Page #2

All right, there you have it.

A simple Creole roasted duck hash

en crote.

Now, what you can do with this here...

is you can take a little bit

of the parsley...

and onion if you like,

if that's what you like.

But here's what I like to do.

Now, this is only for the brave ones.

For those

who don't get a lot of heartburn.

I like to kick some of that hot sauce

on there, spice it up something.

Please, come on and enjoy some.

Excuse me.

Now, I made this special for you.

I left the pine nuts out...

'cause I know they get up

under your bridgework sometimes.

Aren't you sweet?

- Thank you.

- Excuse me.

Are you bucking for General

of the Salvation Army or what?

Stop feeding the moochers.

We always have...

our Wednesday morning

sales demonstration, Mr. Adamian.

No, no.

That's exactly the kind of thinking...

that put this store in Chapter 11

in the first place.

Now, Mr. Kragen, he's trying

to change the culture around here.

And by culture, I mean money.

Now, if you care about

your future here...

I suggest

you get with the program, Miss Byrd.

Have you read this? Kragen's awesome.

- Everybody got one.

- Read it again.

Yeah. Yup?

Yup. Yup.

Well, then, hire another Santa.

Of course, he has to be fat.

Attention Kragen shoppers...

today's pre-Christmas sales

are on the second level.

Georgia. I'm sorry,

I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry.

No. I'm sorry.

I'm kind of in my own little world

up here.

What brings you to cookware?

It's that smell, to tell you the truth.

I can't help it.

It wafts down the escalator,

usually I can resist, but...

Oh.

Oh, well, please have some.

I'll probably get fired over this.

Did you ever have a smell

that triggers a memory?

This smells like my mama's house.

Thank you.

That's incredible. Incredible.

You know,

I'm just trying to sell the cookware.

Where did you become a chef?

France, or someplace European

or something?

Oh, no, I'm not a chef.

I've never been to France.

I ain't never been further north

than Mobile, Alabama.

You know, it's just a hobby.

Something I really enjoy doing.

- A hobby, huh?

- I never trained or anything.

- You gonna train?

- I don't know.

Someday. Maybe.

Look. I was wondering,

sometime, if you're free...

I thought maybe we could...

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- I'll get it. I'll get it.

You got...

Oh... Georgia!

Whoa! What happened? Is she okay?

She hit her head.

- Give me a hand, please.

- So what? It's just a bump.

Watch her head.

Don't hit her head again.

Miss Byrd, can you hear me?

Can you hear me, Miss Byrd?

Can you hear the words

that are coming out of my mouth?

How many fingers am I holding up?

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