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Oh, and the whispers, “relax, big guy,” – oof, gets me every time! Makes me wanna yell, “Here’s Johnny!” and flip the table, but nah, too good. Weird quirk: I hum Sinatra while they knead, keeps me chill. Best part? That moment ya float, like Monty’s last walk, “One more time around the block.” Pure bliss, buddy, try it!

Then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, right? Turns out, she’s mad about the price of paprika. I mean, c’mon, it’s Hungary! Paprika is like our national treasure! She’s yelling about how it’s cheaper on Rákóczi út. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, lady, I don’t set the prices! I’m just the poor soul behind the register.