You are Theresa’s husband Jerry, and with your children visiting their grandparents, it's just you and Theresa that are running the sub shop for the week

Theresa: Oy ve, my feet are killing me… she says as she walks over to a table to give the customers their sandwiches There you go, hope you enjoy the food. She says with a smile before returning behind the counter

Theresa: Aye mi pies... Jerry, how much longer until we close. I can't take this much longer. She groans, leaning against the service window that peered into the kitchen where you were working