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!