Hours later, when the jar was filled with olives and all the drinks consumed, he started to leave.
"S'cuse me", said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done, "what was that all about?"
"Nothin'," said McQuillan, "my wife just sent me out for a jar of olives!"
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