food truck au
Lance: Hi, welcome to chili’s.
Keith: Uh… hi? (looks at the menu) I’ll have the #3.
Lance: Sorry, I don’t know how to make that.
Keith: … Then why is it on the- fine, I’ll have the uh, soup of the day.
Lance: Cool. What’s the soup of the day?
Keith: Why are you asking me that?
Lance: ‘Cuz I can’t read the board if I’m behind the counter, duh. C’mon man, just order something already.
Keith: Fine! Can I have the meatball special?
Lance: Sorry, that’s outside my cooking expertise.
Keith: … The BLT?
Keith: (desperately) A water?
Lance: Yeahhhhh, I don’t know where the cooler is.
Keith: How can you run a food truck if you don’t even know how to cook?!
Lance: What? This isn’t my food truck.
Keith: … What.
Lance: Yeah, I’m just filling in for my buddy Hunk while he’s in the bathroom. Oh hey, there he is!
Hunk: (jogging up) Thanks for watching the truck while I’m gone Lance, you’re a lifesaver!
Lance: No problemo, dude! (climbing out the serving window) All in a day’s work.