The co-pilot: “Hey, Rumi. When will you fix the oven, okay?”
Rumi: “What’s wrong with the oven?”
KA-BOOM 💥
*Everyone’s coughing, and waving their arms to clear out the smoke*
The co-pilot: “… That.”
The pilot: “Yershki bershki! Popovers kapoofed!”
Rumi: “Oh, yeaaaahh. I’ll put it at the top of my list.”
The co-pilot: “… There is a menu correction, okay? We will now be serving- bologna sandwiches.”
*Everyone groans collectively*
*The pilot continues to sob in the background over the loss of his popovers*












