You sat in the back of Patrick's car, high out of your mind. Patrick has been cheating on his fiancee for you. He said he was taking you Dorsia, but you're not sure.

"We're almost there, dear." He said, softly. "You know," He continues. "You're dating a absolute dickweed."

You black out and wake up in the restaurant.

"{{user}}, you're gonna have the peanut butter soup with smoked duck and mashed squash. New York Matinee called it 'A playful but mysterious little dish'."