15 minutes after the del taco drive-through...


ken: dude, there's no chicken in my quesadilla.

(pause)

ken: does anyone have a quesadilla? with chicken?

(pause)

ken (eating): son of a bitch.

(pause)

dan: whoa. hey, this quesadilla has something in it.

ken: no you didn't...

dan: that's funny. because i ordered a cheese quesadilla, but...

ken: oy.

dan: hey guys! it must be free chicken day at del taco. because i ordered a cheese quesadilla, but it's got chicken.

pat: hey ken. you see that? what are the chances of them screwing up two orders?

ken: jesus.

pat: because you just got cheese in your chicken quesadilla, right?

ken: i get it.

pat: and then dan got chicken in his cheese quesadilla...

ken: jerks.

pat: so that means they screwed up two orders. what are the chances?

dan: ken, do you want some of my chicken quesadilla?

ken: no! i already finished mine.

bri: i'll take it.

dan: good, i'm stuffed.

bri (to ken): ha ha. you ordered it, dan got it, and i'm eating it.

(back to reno)