- Guess what time it is.
Two students, Benetar and Joniston, stumble out of a party drunk as fudge and begin half walking/half falling home.
- TIME FOR SOME ROUGHAGE, BROTHA!
- Oh man, so hungry. I could go for something to soak this sh*t up.
- Yes. Oh wow, you know what I want? Like so bad?
- Yes. Oh my God, Yes.
- Pear braised pork tenderloin
- And fingerling sweet potato puree! I KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO F*CKING SAY THAT!
- Come on I gotta find that sh*t somewhere.
- Slow down dude.
- Oh man, I could totally house like a like a like a coconut-cilantro garden salad with raspberry vinagarette or something?
- Dude, I would down a leafy green with any fruit reduction right now, I don't f*cking care I am so DONE, let's just go!
- Jesus you have to be sh*tting me, it looks like they're closed.
- God dammit.
- Why are there no 24/7 Il-Trattoria de Vermicelli in this f*cking city This is f*cking retarded!
(They press their faces against the glass entrance doors)
- Sh*t those sun dried tomato baguettes look so FRESH!! UGHHHH! (almost crying) I want one with olive oil so bad
- Is Pomme Brul