[She lets the smell of bacon and coffee guide her over to Johnnie, and it feels like she floats her way inside and right past the hostess stand, all the way into a booth in the corner. There's definitely a worry she might be drooling as she grabs a menu from behind the napkin holder and starts looking it over. She didn't realize how hungry she was until just now.]

Oh gosh, we need lots of bacon. And pancakes. I really want pancakes.

[That's probably a good breakfast, right? Bacon, pancakes, and all the cherry coke she can drink. That'll keep her going for hours, or at least until she crashes and burns from exhaustion.

The waitress approaches with a smile, but Chrissy doesn't have time for pleasantries. She's a girl on a mission.]

We need all the bacon a plate can hold. And pancakes!

[The girl waiting on them can't be older than twenty, and her eyes go wide as she laughs a little in shock. These two are definitely on something.]

Are you sure you want that much bacon? You have to pay by the slice.