"It was only three, and since this morning at that," Dirk responded with a shrug. They were out of apple juice and he was thirsty, what else was he supposed to do? He found the orange fanta hidden in one of the cabinets and tore into that like a fatkid who was given an entire patisserie for his birthday.

He slid into the seat across from Bro, squirming some as he took the other menu and flipped it open. He was going to have a hard time deciding because there was just so much and he hadn't had any of it before. "So tequila shots can be a thing?"