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“American,” Randy said.

“Is it like a thin slice or a thick slice?”

“Pretty thin I think.”

“Could I get two slices then?”

“Sure.” Randy wrote it down and was about to walk away.

“Wait,” Daphne said. “I still have more questions.”

“Okay…”

“What kind of bun is it?”

“Like…a normal cheeseburger bun.”

“With sesame seeds?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, that’ll be fine I guess. But if you had one without sesame seeds, I’d really appreciate it. Also, if it wasn’t a sesame bun at all and was a wheat bun that would be even better. And could I have all the toppings on the side? But please, no pickles at all. I don’t like when they touch the rest of my food.”

She was going to be horrified in a few minutes then. Because I’d ordered double pickles and I was going to devour those things. I craved them constantly.

“Sure thing,” the waiter said and was about to walk away again.

“Wait,” Daphne said. “It comes with fries, right?”

“Fries and coleslaw.”

Daphne made a face and then shook her head. “Could I get two vegetable sides instead?”

“Yeah. The side substitutions are on page three.”

She flipped to the page. “Is your broccoli steamed or roasted?”

“Roasted I think.”

“Hm. What about your green beans?”

Good God.I loved Daphne to death. But eating out with her was a nightmare.

“I think those are steamed,” Randy said.

“Oh, good. I’ll take green beans and…is your applesauce homemade?”

“No.”

“You know what? I’m feeling crazy. Let’s get the fries after all. So fries and steamed green beans.”

She did realize that she basically just ordered the normal menu item right? All she had to do instead of all that was ask for all the toppings on the side and green beans instead of coleslaw. It would have saved our Parrot Palace party person a wholelot of time. But I knew Rob always tipped well to make up for Daphne’s weird ordering habits.

“And actually could I get a turkey burger?”

Rob groaned. “Babe, the reviews here are great. I’m sure the normal burger is fine. Let’s get a move on.”

She glared at him.