sans: what do you call only one person sitting at a counter? [The bar is silent, as if waiting for the perfect punchline] sans: BONE-ly. [cue cricket noises] sans: not funny, huh? Bartender: Nah. Didn't get it. But look, kid. It's getting late. I gotta close up soon. [sans attempts to pay for the ketchup bottle.] Bartender: Drink's one me. I got ya covered. [sans leaves, once again, alone.]