At McDonalds...
Andrew, Aesop and Naib: *walk into the McDonalds building*
Andrew and Naib: *walk up to the counter*
Aesop: *sits at a table, waiting for the other two*
Naib: Umm, yo, worker? Is there a worker here?
McDonalds worker: Oh- Sorry, yes? How can I help you?
Naib: So, listen.
McDonalds worker: ...
Naib: ...
McDonalds worker: ...Oka-
Naib: SO YOU GUYS DECIDED TO TAKE MY ORDER AND NOT DELIVER?!
Andrew: Chill, Naib, you're too loud and disruptive...
Naib: UMM, NO, ANDREW. WHAT KINDA MCDONALDS DON'T DELIVER?!
Andrew: Everyone's looking at us...
Naib: Let them. EVERYONE! THIS MCDONALDS DOESN'T DELIVER! Y'ALL BETTER OFF SOMEWHERE THAT DELIVERS!
Andrew: Ohmygawd, shut up...
Naib: *clears throat*
Naib: Anyway, like I was saying... WHY YOU GUYS NO DELIVER FOOD TO HOUSE?!
Aesop: Jeez, what is up with that grammar...?
Andrew: NAIB, SHUT UP!
Naib: Ugh, fine... Anyways, our order please...
McDonalds worker: *stunned and silent*
Naib: Ugh, you're too slow! You there!
Naib: *points to another worker*
Norton: Yes? What do you need, sir?
Naib: I ordered three happy meals, all with fries and fruit bags, as well as purple fruit shoot, but you guys never delivered, so here we are to collect it. Where is it, huh?
Naib: *has his hands on his hips and leans in closer to Norton*
Norton: Oh yes, of course. I'll go get your order right away...
Naib: Make it snappy!
Naib: *clicks his finger*
Norton: *rushes off to get three happy meals*
Andrew: You have no chill...
Naib: Whatever. When it comes to food, I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want.
Andrew: I'm suddenly feeling afraid...
Naib: Yeah, so don't get in between me and my food, ANDREW.
Andrew: Yeah, I won't... ;-;
Norton: *returns, packing three happy meals and the fruit shoots into a larger bag*
Norton: Here you are, sir, sorry for the inconvenience of having you come all the way down here just to get your stupid order.
Naib: How rude! It's your fault that your motorbikes aren't working or something! What, is the motorbike machine not working too?!
Andrew: Stop arguing... Let's just go now...
Andrew: *kind of drags Naib away, by the shirt, over to the table that Aesop is sitting at*
Aesop: Guys... Didn't that worker you were talking to look sort of like Norton?
Naib: He was as rude as Norton, that's for sure!
Naib: *throws the large bag of McDonalds onto the table*
