"I'm goin' to come once, and I'll call again if they'll let me," said Sam to himself.
In about an hour he was called in. The customers had thinned out, but there were a few at the tables. Sam was directed to sit down at a table in the back part of the room.
"Now, then," said the waiter, "hurry up, young 'un, and tell us what you want."
"Roast turkey and cranberry sauce," ordered Sam.
"All out. Try again," was the laconic reply.
"Roast chicken."
"That's all out too."
Sam looked disappointed.
"Oyster stew."
"All out."