No time for Whoopi

As I approach the bank tellers in a local branch, one is saying to another: "What did Whoopi say? 'He's stuck somewhere...stuck between the somethings?''"

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"I don't have time for no whoopee," says a blue-collar customer doing some routine business at the far left end of the counter. "I gotta work."
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"You got no soul," his teller informs him.

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"Are you talking about Whoopi Goldberg?" I ask the first teller.

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"Sure am."

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"In the movie Ghost." I make a flying guess.
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"That's it."

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"Where she says that someone is stuck between the worlds."

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"Hear that?" she calls to the other tellers. "Whoopi says he's stuck between the worlds."
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"Like you, Stan," the teller at the end challenges the customer who doesn't have time for no Whoopi. He looks foggy, but concerned.

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"Stan," she pursues him. "Where is your soul?"

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"I dunno." He turns a shade paler. "I guess I'm kinda hoping it's still in my body."

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As I finish my business, I congratulate everyone at the bank counter. "This has been grand entertainment. Not what you generally hear in a bank."

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"You never know what a day may bring," says the middle teller, silent until now.

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"Ain't that the truth," says my teller. "You might even get kicked out of that stuck-between place into another world."

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"Stan," his teller isn't done with him. Her Whoopi impression is pitch-perfect. "You in danger, boy."