Pizza Guy.

Oh, finally! You've come with the pizzas I ordered an hour ago! I don't want to tell you how to do your job or anything, but this is seriously shitty service. Your Pizzeria is literally based at the end of the street - What, did you fucking fly these pizzas over to me or something?

Yes. That's exactly it. You placed a very large and complicated order with us, at what is typically our busiest time of the day. When your order was ready, we hired a plane and flew these fucking things over to you. That's why we're charging you a grand. Enjoy your shit.