=Bobby was face wit hthe difficult task of choosing. BBQ? Or Sweet Honey Mustard? He could feel himself being tugged i ntwo seperate directions.... Honey, Barbeque, Honey, Barbeque. He felt as if his head would blow.... but then...=
Let me get some BBQ and a thing of Honey Mustard.
=Sweet Sweet Victory. Being able to stop the crave of both sides, he takes his tray victoriously with his two dipping sauces and goes to find a seat=
(( NEXT TIME! Booth? Or No Booth? That is the question!))
(( lol im just bored. no one else is posting.))