olive garden party

[explosionpunches]

Okay, so this was not Erika’s first choice of restaurants. In fact, if she were asked to write up a list of restaurants she actually wanted to be in, ever, it would probably be pretty damn close to the bottom. LIke, lower than Waffle House. And Erika is pretty sure that all Waffle Houses are overlap points with Hell.

Buuut it was nearby, and not quite as bad as the food court, and nobody wanted to drive back during rush hour.

So here she is. In an Olive Garden near the mall, frowning thoughtfully at the menu. “What the hell is a parmesan zucchini bite?”