Me: Do you want anything?
Her: No. The food is so unhealthy here.
Me: It’s fast food. We’re in a hurry. Get a salad or something.
Her: Um… I’ll have a Triple Chocolate Sonic Master Blast.
Me: *stares in disbelief*
Her: What?! If I’m gonna eat bad food, might as well go all out.
Me: Go all out?
Her: You know, get the worst thing on the menu.
Me: And that’s the worst?
Her: Yep. Even sounds dangerous. I’m living on the edge.