Bob tells Susan that the Village Market won't take their cookies anymore. Susan tells Bob that the National Cookie Company wants to buy out Susan's Scrumptious Cookies.

Bob: Dear, I've got some bad news.

Susan: What's the matter, Bob?

Bob: The Village Market won't take any more of our cookies.

Susan: Why not? They're selling like hotcakes!

Bob: I know, but a lady found a blue hair in her cookie. Now Carol refuses to sell them.

Susan: Carol is such a dragon lady! We're better off having nothing to do with her.

Bob: She's not my cup of tea either, but she was selling lots of cookies.

Susan: Oh well. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Ha ha. Get it?

Bob: Susan, this is no laughing matter!

Susan: Bob, we don't need the Village Market anymore.

Bob: Why not?

Susan: The National Cookie Company called. They want to buy out our business.

Bob: Susan, this is a dream come true. It looks like we've struck it rich!

Susan: Yes. Soon we'll be rolling in dough!