Int. A classy bar passing for the dive that once occupied the location. Me: hunched over a 7$ Jack on the rocks. Her: stands next to me to order a drink. Out of the corner of my eye, she looks me over. Her - “So what’s good here?” Me - “Huh?” She cracks a grin. Her - “Food? What’s good here?” Me - “All I know is the chicken wigs’ll give you the shits.” Her - “What?” Me - “What?” She orders a drink and walk out. Fade to black.