Lucky: One of the guys at work had pizza delivered today, and he asked me "So what do you have?" and I told him, "Leftover cheese-stuffed manicotti". He looked at it and said, "You win."
Mum: You should get me his number.
Sam: Aw, just tell him five bucks gets him some manicotti tomorrow.
Mum: That's how some restaurants get started!
Emmy: You could start a delivery service, hearty food to office buildings.
Mum: I'd call it Om Nom Nom.
Sam: No, more metro. Just call it Nomz. With a Z.
Emmy: MOM'S NOMS.
At which point Mum and Lucky groaned, and Emmy and myself fell about laughing.