How about your bun? No, no it's too hard. Sure? Sir? Excuse me. Would you like a bun? Oh...

Del: How about your bun? Neal: No, no it's too hard. Del: Sure? Del: [Del tries to get the old man's attention] Sir? Excuse me. Would you like a bun? Man on plane: [the man misunderstands Del] Oh it's fun. Flights fun. Del: [Del laughs] No no no, would you like the bun? Man on plane: Uh what's that? Del: I'm offering you a bun. Man on plane: Speak up! Del: Do you want the bun? Man on plane: No, I just got started! Neal: [Neal becomes frustrated and cuts in] He said do you want the bun. Man on plane: Oh yes, thank-you. [the man takes the bun] Del: There you go. How about another salad? [the man hands over his salad dish] Del: No no no, takes this salad he doesn't want any, he's not hungry. Some salad dressing. Man on plane: I'll have the brownie. Del: The brownie? Sure. Neal: No no no, I'd like that. Del: You want the brownie? He won't give you the brownie, he's got a sweet tooth. [Del whispers to Neal] Del: Isn't he a nice fella? [Just as Neal is about to eat his brownie, a woman in the seat in front of him pulls her hair back, covering his brownie] Del: I guess you're not going to want your brownie now? Neal: No. Del: No. Mind? [Del digs into the woman's hair, taking out the brownie. He offers some to the old man] Del: Would you like half? Man on plane: Oh would you? Del: Certainly. [Del gives the old man the brownie] Del: There you go, the big side.