Of course!

It's been a mighty long time (not that the clock was stretched out or anything so strange as all that, doncha know) and Ron sauntered into Agnes's establishment and sat down on the nearest seat sitting. Clearing his throat he attempts to get her attention.

"ardhgksohpsmrr r, glsnfglanlfa;rgartjpq[rtqrgakmdlk;fkmal;kfgmkakfngakjn and blah,"

"Can you spell that?" queried Agnes looking up from her crossword puzzle.

"Why, no, in fact, I cannot," replied Ron. "But I was able to saunter in. Always wanted to try doing that. I hoped I did it well."

"Can I get you anything in particular?" asked Agnes.

"A welcome hug would be pleasant, but totally optional according to how you're feelin," responded Ron. "In the absence of a hug, a nice chocolate chip cookie would fit the bill quite nicely."

"Funny you should say that," she said with a chuckle, "as I just baked up a batch and they are cooling on a wire rack in the kitchen." And with that Agnes got up and from her seat and retrieved 2 cookies, one for each of them even though she wasn't much into sweets and came back out. "Like somethin' to drink?" she asked.

"I'll take a milk."

"Milk!!!! In here we drink red eye," she responded forcefully and then broke out laughing. The 2 old friends commenced to visiting as there were no other customers at the moment.