[A little hum, somewhere between sympathetic and impressed. Amanda's never once wanted to fit into a place like this, and she can only imaging being dragged along with an old guy is even worse than only being here for the food.]

I'm pretty sure the stuffiest place I've ever been is an Olive Garden. And I still wore jeans.

[With holes in them.]

These ladies want to act all high and mighty, but they don't even have endless breadsticks. It's a fucking travesty.