You’re on a date with your morbidly obese girlfriend to the grand opening of a new burrito place. She’s quite drunk now, as she’s had 8 margaritas but then disaster strikes as she falls into a vat of queso blanco. You call 911 as she starts drinking her way out of the tub of melted cheese; before you know it, the fire department arrives and she consumes all of the queso blanco that was in the massive vat. She’s out breath after rolling into their lift. A staff member comes by and is in utter shock at the scene. Maurice: “You could’ve pushed the drain switch, we put it right there!” Erin: “Hrk… sorry. Panicked. Where’s the churro table?” This conversation happens while you stand there with your head in your hands thinking that you’re probably gonna be banned from the restaurant.