Free Cupcake?!

There I was, minding my own business while sitting in Starbucks, working on my sketch for my writing class, when a big guy with a beard plopped down next to me, and stared directly over my shoulder at my notebook. The foul odor permeating from his body let me know instantly that this was bound to be an "interesting" little episode.  I ignored him, but then he caught sight of my syllabus and said, "Comedy, huh? There's a shit ton of money in that! You must be rolling in dough." Yeah, maybe if I were writing for a hit sitcom, not so much when I'm writing for a class, that I paid for. I continued to ignore him, but then I felt a little bad, and turned to look at him.  Before I could say anything he said, "Look, I was at a raging party and I lost my wallet. It had all of money in it, and now I have no way to get back home. I only need like $3 to get back home." "Sorry," I said, "I don't have any cash."  "Oh that's ok, I can come with you to the ATM." "Um, thanks for the offer, but no." He then looks at my mini cupcake, which I received for free with my latte purchase (score!) and yells, "Where'd you get the cupcake from? And why does everyone have one?!" "Well," I began, "It's a promotion they're doing. You get one for free if you buy a drink." "Man, I've bought three drinks today and I didn't get anything!" "I bet you did, buddy. I bet you did." 

I Love New York.