You were writing in it all during service.
It's my diary.
Since when do you keep a diary?
Let me see.Okay.
No, you're gonna have to wait till after.
Till after what?
After I'm dead.
Ew, don't be so gruesome!
I'm not being gruesome, I'm being mysterious.
Forget it. I don't want to read your stupid diary, anyway.
Yes, you do.
I'm writing them for you."Them"?
They're beyond scandalous.
You're gonna need them
if you're gonna carry on after I'm gone.
Carry on with what?
Fresh muffins at the bakery. Come on!