I pull up to the drive-thru at Starbucks.
"Hi, can I get a tall, handsome, caring boyfriend? All abs..."
"..."
"And a cake pop."
"...anything else?" The scared voice shivered through the speaker thingy box.
I turn next to me. Tiphanie, who was in shotgun leaned over my seat. "I WOULD LIKE A KAITO ICE CREAM." She leans back.
I nod and turn back, to Emma. "I want some sebast-dogs."
"With ketchup?" I ask.
"ALL OF THEM." She says. "AND A COFFEEfeef WITH MUCH SUGAR."
I turn back. "Hot dogs with ketchup and a coffee with all the sugar you have."
".... maam..... this is Starbucks... we dont have hotdo-"
"CELESTE WHATCHU WANT."
"Um. A chocolate frappuchino."
Everyone in the car turns to face her.
"With... KANEKIS FAAAAACE"
"YAAAAAAAAA" Everyone shouts.
"....pull up to the window please..."
We drive up to the window.
I look into the window.
"OH MY GOD MR. ROBINSON."
