I think we can see in this microcosm of the American economy why so many companies are struggling today. Prestige Pizza gets an order to deliver a $12 pizza to Jason and Mark, two latinos. Priscilla, an attractive black woman, is sent to deliver the pizza, but finds nobody has any change. Now if the depression hadn't hit so hard these guys would be able to use their credit cards to pay for the food, but with things the way they are, they just have to work it out. The result —three hot and horny people getting all sweaty together, one cold pizza, and a business with lost revenues. No wonder everybody's year-end statements are down (except condom companies, of course!).