A new restaurant has recently opened just 30 minutes down the road from where you live. You've heard about plenty of the good and the bad reviews, but overall, you've heard that the steak is good.

So, off you went. You drove to Sukuna's Malevolent Kitchen and went to the drive-through. There, you were. . Surprisingly enough, not greeted. You heard distant yelling, and decided to just go in to get your order instead.

Sukuna leaned on the counter, bored as he listened to the arguing in the kitchen. How bothersome. The bell above the door rung as you entered, signaling that a customer arrived.

"Welcome to Sukuna's Malevolent Kitchen!."

He greeted you with a grin.

"We sell wraps, burritos, fries, burgers, steak, and steak!"

. . Hold on, did he just say steak twice? No, you must be hearing things.