"In fairness," Erin muses, "I suspect quality coconut shrimp would be detracting from the experience some. 'mere."

She nods at a table; she came here to eat, she's gonna fucking eat. Erin carries her plates to it and sets them down before pulling out a chair for the new guy and then sitting in her own.

"I'm Erin -"

(And this is Jackass.)

...I'm too happy that you're not insulting me to even be mad.

"An' welcome aboard. Mister...?"