Max and Paul sit with a beer at the table.
Max, rolling his eyes as Paul looks grumpily: Paul, I've told you a thousand times. This not an "old corn flakes IPA". I just experimented with some cereals that you didn't want to eat anyway. True, I didn't have any money left to buy malt. And I bet at that price you'd also have jumped first at the 20 lbs bag of hop pellets.
Caption: Curse of the good offer