Al Markowitz runs a little kosher deli in 1960s Boston. His brother, Ruby, runs a huge restaurant across town. One day, Al visits the latter, but the usual gnawing sense of jealousy soon drives him outside. He goes for a walk, lost in thought, as he meticulously constructs his newest joke. Here's what he has so far: a lion, a giraffe, a baboon, and a goat are walking through the forest one day, when the lion roars that he wants some entertainment. The baboon brings this to him, no problem. Later, he tells the goat to get him a lioness for the night. Again, no problem. Then, finally, he orders the giraffe to find him some meat. So the giraffe... That's where Al gets stuck. Suddenly, he looks up and sees a Roma woman waving to him in a window. Curious, he goes inside, and the sensuous woman offers to tell his fortune. Partway through, a man calls her outside. He asks who's in there with her, to which she replies, "Eh. Nobody. Just a mark." Al is about to burst out in rage when they tell him that he has to leave because the police are coming; they think it's a brothel. The two extract a lot of money from Al before he runs out in terror. After a week of utter shame, Al goes back, and the same two people do the exact same thing to him. This time, however, he is bolder, and gropes the woman as she gives him a blessing. When he confronts them, he is horrified, as they know him because their parents are his friends from synagogue. Their real names are Susan and Rick. The next day, he goes back for a third time and the exact same thing happens. She reads his palm and tells him a fortune. This time, when Susan goes outside to talk to Rick, she says, "Eh. Nobody. Just Markowitz." And just like that, Markowitz has the ending to his joke: the giraffe walks around until he has an idea — he goes to a deli and asks for half a pound of roast beef. The clerk is astonished, to which the giraffe says, "Is that right? Well, in that case, make it two pounds of coleslaw."