You mourn over the body of your dead beloved.
You all Alice, almost certain that you've done this before.
"Hello? Oh, it's you! You're calling about dinner tonight, aren't you? I'm not sure where we were planning to go...I don't remember if we decided. Where would you like to go?"
"Taco night? You usually can't go wrong with tacos."
"Taco night, great!"
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You head downtown. Everything seems...eerily familiar.
"So...we could just go to South of the Border across the street, or we could head to that taco stand across the street. I don't think I've ever had a taco from there before. We could eat in the park or something."
"Nah, I...feel like eating indoors tonight."
Alice seems a little disappointed, but she just shrugs. "Alright, that works."
You head into the restaurant. There are a few open tables. You look around. "Sorry we couldn't eat in a park, but that window has a great--" You can't even finish the sentence before Alice starts pulling you across the crowded restaurant to sit at a table by the window. It is a nice view; you can see the river from here. Still, you feel like something is...off.
Soon, a waitress comes by with menus.
"Hm...I feel like trying something new today. How about this "Manteca de Cacahuete Taco" thing? That sounds good. And one diet coke."
"Certainly, ma'am. And what would you like, sir?"
>A: "Just a normal taco and a Pepsi for me, please."
>B: "Hm...I'll have a vegetarian taco and a glass of water, please."
>C: "I think I'll step out of my comfort zone, too. How about a fish taco and this mango smoothie thing?"
>D: "Alice, you know that Manteca de Cacahuete is Spanish for peanut butter, right?"