A stalemate ensues as a webbed, winged patroon politely refrains from picking a menu order while reminding various wait staff members to supply his table with free, fresh leavened bread.

After a manager attempts to broker peace by offering slices at steeply-discounted prices, the unfed mallard storms from the establishment in waddled disgust, grumbly wondering why anything in this world worth having comes with a bill attached.