Ticket Chaos

[iniesta]

There was a long queue at the entrance.After thirty minutes, Paul finally got his spot right infront of the line:
'Sir, this isn't the ticket?'
'What do you mean, this isn't the ticket?
'It is the wrong ticket?'
'Do you know who gave me this ticket?A member of the band gave me this ticket, Enrico by name.'
'Sir, this is not the ticket. You are going to move out of the line or i call security.'
'Do you have a boss?
'I sure do, he's here.'
'Sir, take a look at these tickets.'
'Yeah, what about the tickets?'
'Your boy here says they're not the tickets,required.'
'He's right, not the tickets.'
'But Enrico gave me these tickets?'
'Enrico gave you these tickets?'
'Yes, he gave me the tickets.'
'These are not the tickets.'
'How are they not the tickets?'
'These are tickets to a bowling show.'
'But I hate bowling.Okay, i'm going.'
'Wait, what about the tickets?
'What about the tickets?'
'Take the tickets,they're yours.'
'You can't make me take the tickets,what if i don't want the tickets?'
'Okay, then i'll keep the tickets.'
'Yes, keep the tickets.'
'Good, the tickets are mine.'
'Enough of the ticket talk, okay, they're yours.'
'Good, bye.'