Post-Concert Drive-Thru.

Ryn: Hi, uh, can we have a minute to look at the menu to order?

Drive-Thru Worker: Yeah, take your time.

Me: Dude, do you think they have milk?

Ryn: Probably. Uh, do you guys have milk?

DTW: Milk?

Ryn: Milk.

DTW: Like, moo moo?

Me: DID HE JUST MOO.

DTW: Yeah, I just mooed.

Me: I love you.

DTW: I love you too. Will you marry me?

Me: -laughing too hard to hear the proposal-

Ryn: DUDE HE JUST ASKED YOU TO MARRY HIM.

Me: Wait, what? NO. Dude, I'm in a relationship.

DTW: So? I won't tell if you don't.

Me: No way, man. I couldn't do that to my boyfriend.

DTW: Man, alright, that'll be 1.50, pull up to the next window.