[Look he has no idea what exactly shwarma is, but he's going there. Smells too good. He cuts someone off as he pulls a U-turn in traffic so he can double back around and park, all with great enthusiasm. Fuck you, Thai place.]
Well, they're all missin' out over there! This is the place to be!
[And it is busy, even if not totally packed. If it was completely empty maybe he would have second thoughts - maybe. He lets his stomach guide him and his stomach says eat here.
He hops off the bike and goes to get the door for Chrissy, and is immediately mesmerized by the rotating racks of meat behind the kitchen counter. As he watches, one of the cooks shaves a long section off onto a plate with a huge butcher's knife.]
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Well, they're all missin' out over there! This is the place to be!
[And it is busy, even if not totally packed. If it was completely empty maybe he would have second thoughts - maybe. He lets his stomach guide him and his stomach says eat here.
He hops off the bike and goes to get the door for Chrissy, and is immediately mesmerized by the rotating racks of meat behind the kitchen counter. As he watches, one of the cooks shaves a long section off onto a plate with a huge butcher's knife.]
Holy shit.