Tit For Tat Whether Fit Or Fat

(I should point out that I have a set spiel for dealing with customers that come in pairs, and that the pair here were of a decidedly rotund bent.)

Me: “Right, three tokens. One each, and a fight.”

Male Customer: *laughs* “Oh, we don’t fight.”

Female Customer: “Yes we do, [name]. It just only happens when you’re wrong about something.”

Male Customer: “Like when I say you can still fit into your wedding dress?”

Female Customer: “Like when you say you can fit into doors.”