El Pollo Loco, San Jose
"Rielly, sit the fuck down! Jesus. Stupid kid."
"Did you go to work today?"
"Fuck no. Too fucked up from last night. Everybody came over, and we did like a million fuckin' Jell-O shots. Didn't pass out until, like, three o'clock. Rielly, sit the fuck down!"
"Are you worried about the job?"
"Fuck no, mom. They can kiss my fuckin' ass. I'm tired of them. Rielly! Jesus fuckin' Christ!"
"What time did they want you there?"
"Eleven. And, I'm like, no fuckin' way, on a Sunday? You know, everyone's hassling me. The fuckin neighbors came over at two and told us to turn our music down, and I was like, fuck you, you fuckin' mother fuckers. This is the one night of the week I get to chill. Reilly! I'm not tellin' you again!"
"Get a new job, baby doll. You need more time to relax."
"Reilly! That's fuckin' it! I'm spankin' your fuckin' ass!"