Red Lobster, a high class joint

At one of my tables the other night...

"Good Evening, welcome to Red Lobster my name is Wendy and I'll be taking care of you today"

*all the while flashing my winning smile*

"I'd like to point out the features for you..."

*Interrupted by crusty old woman with a voice lower than my dead grandfather's from the deepest part of South Central Pennsyltucky*

"I've got a question for you honey?"

"Sure"

*No I don't have any Camel Red's on me*

"Why is it all you young girls talk so fast? Now I just didn't understand a single word you said. It doesn't matter. I already know what I want."

*A new set of lungs you crazy old bat?*

"O.k. What...Can...We...Get...For...You...To...day?"

We didn't have any problems after that.