Oh HP.

Ring Ring.
H answers the phone. I hear her saying, "Yes... Of course...Uh huh...Yup...can I help you with anything else? Thank you, bye."
She turns to me.
"That woman? The one on the phone?"
"Yes..." I can tell by her dancing eyes that this is going to be good.
"She asked if we were planning on carrying the new Harry Potter."
Bwahahahaha.
"Did you inform her that we project that HP is a passing fad and we're not interested?"
"Yes. And that we're not in the business of, oh, business."
"We don't like making money."
"Profits are silly to us."
"Harry goes against our religious beliefs?"
"HP sucks, man."
"Damn straight."