"I'm starving! Let's try this place. Everyone's dressed up. Tonight must be prom night. Looks small, but I'm sure there's room."
"That's what she..."
"I swear to God... If you say 'That's what she said' one more time, I'm not talking to you for the rest of the trip."
"No more talking?"
"Nope. My lips will be sealed, and not matter how hard you try to force it, you won't get them to open for you."
"That's wha..."
"I MEAN IT!"
"Booo...!!! Fine... Let's get some lunch."
"I need it. Been too long since I had something good in my mouth."
"Um... OK... Let's grab some seats at the bar."
"What do you feel like having? With this cold, rainy weather, I'm craving soup. Really need to get something hot and tasty in me."
"You... You're messing with me. Right?"
"What? I just really want some soup. But maybe also half a sandwich. Soup alone won't be enough. I need some substance, too. Something to really fill me up."
"That's... fine. You do that. I think I'll have the same."
"So rainy outside! I mean, can you believe how wet I've gotten?"
"Just order your freaking food."
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"mmm... The chicken & wild rice soup is tasty! The chicken's not overdone and is so tender and flaky..."
"Yeah. So hot, thick and creamy, with just the right amount of salt and a touch of sweetness, just the way I like it."
"You're the devil."
"How's the she crab soup?"
"It's good. A fair amount of crab meat, but not much, and they do actually use crab roe in it, but not enough. Not too much onion or sherry flavor. Want to taste?"
"Yes! I love when you share your creamy goodness with me."
"I... I think I hate you. You got some soup on your lip."
"God... I'm such a slob sometimes! You know how messy I can be when I'm slurping your hot cream."
"Seriously? Are we doing this?"
"Oooh... Here come our sandwiches."
"Wow... Your chicken salad is full of pecans."
"Yes it is! Oh boy, I can't wait to taste these nuts in my mouth!"
"This is so unfair."
"Oh God! Yours is so meaty! Look at that thing!"
"Um... Yeah. It's a meaty club sandwich. Lots of ham and turkey, and I don't really mind that the bacon is so thin; it contributes just enough flavor."
"I don't know how you'll be able to handle that thing. I'm sure I could never take that much meat all at once."
"I have photographic evidence that suggests otherwise."
"Hey!!! What did I tell you?"
"I didn't say it. Do you want some of my pickle spear?"
"Uh... No. You know I don't like pickles."
"You might like mine. Just put it in your mouth."
"I'm not talking to you anymore. You never stop. You just go on and on and on until it's beaten to death. I can only take so much!"
"That's what she said."
Overall, 7/10. read more