Proper order

A hipster steps up to the bar.

Hipster: I'll take a soy milk stout, but only if the soy wasn't raised in cages...

Bartender: We don't carry that.

Bartender: Here's the menu. Go back to the end of the line and figure out what you want.

Bartender: Next time you come up I want to hear a proper order, understood?!

The scolded hipster leaves and Max and Paul make it to the bar.

Bartender: Next!

Max (to Paul): I have a new favorite bar!