Look who's here, Jimmy! It's Santa!

[mutters to himself]

Great. **** great.

Let's tell him what you want for Christmas.

[turns to the woman and son]

I'M ON MY **** LUNCH BREAK, OKAY?!

[offended]

Are you insane? Management's gonna hear about this.

Think that's a threat? You really think you can make my **** life any worse, you go right ahead. Be my **** guest. Take a shot.