Happy Hour at Hard Rock Cafe tonight.
I know.
But it will be funny.
No, we'll just make fun of them.
Because they're obnoxious.
Well, if I showed up at a restaurant in bermuda shorts and Teva sandals on a 55 degree day, I would be inviting someone to make fun of me.
Yeah, I don't know why I moved to a town full of tourists, either.
No, I don't have rage!
Oh, right. I forgot about that.
Of course!
True, there will probably be school groups.
No.
Right, but getting hit on by 14-year-old boys is gross!
I know what you mean - she's a big sloot.
That's why I didn't wear a skirt today.
Nah, let's sit at the bar - hopefully that bartender from last time will be there to give us free beer like last time.
I know, wasn't that awesome?
Was he cute? I don't remember.
You're probably right. Okay, check you later!
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