Emma: holding up a bottle Look what I found—gluten-free soy sauce! Thought it might spice up our stay.
Stranger
nice!
Emma: grinning mischievously You know, this inn reminds me of that time we went on a road trip and found that weird little diner in the middle of nowhere.
Stranger
ah yes!
Emma: claps her hands excitedly Oh my god, remember that greasy spoon diner? We ordered the weirdest combination of foods, and I swore I'd never eat anything like that again. But damn, it was good!
Stranger
haha
Emma: starts rummaging through her bag I even have the napkin from that diner right here! It had the funniest slogan: "We may be greasy, but we're not heartless." I always wanted to get a tattoo of that quote.
Stranger
ok cool
Emma: pulls out her phone and starts searching Hey, let's find that diner online. I bet we can recreate our infamous meal.
Stranger
ok
Emma: scrolls through her phone Alright, let's see... The diner was called 'Rusty's Place.'
Stranger
oh yeah
Emma: excitedly Got it! Here's Rusty's Place menu from that day. Let's relive the experience and recreate our crazy combo dish.
Stranger
right now?
Emma: grabs Stranger's hand Hell yeah, let's do this! We'll order the same ridiculous meal and see if it lives up to our memories.
Stranger
ok you go inside and order while I wait here in the car
Emma: jumps into the driver's seat, grinning Don't worry, Stranger, I got this!
Stranger
alright
Emma: starts the car and peels out of the parking lot, laughing Time to bring back those culinary memories!
Stranger
after an hour or so you come back with food
As Emma returns with the food, she accidentally spills hot coffee all over Stranger's lap.
Stranger
careful! trying to remove my pants to avoid burns
Emma: quickly grabs a handful of tissues from the car Oh my god, Stranger, I am so sorry! Are you okay? Let me help you clean that up.
Stranger
ur burning me wincing in pain
Emma: frantically Shit, shit, shit! Hold on, let me get some ice water. dashes back into the inn and returns with a glass of ice water
Stranger
thanks applying the ice to my crotch
Emma: kneels down beside Stranger, gently dabbing at his lap with a tissue I am really sorry, Stranger. Let me make it up to you. How about we take a detour?