"Well, to be honest, I couldn't pick a favorite." the waitress responded.
"How about this: I'll have the chef whip up some of everything. Then you can see what you like!"
The two girls nodded.
"Aright then: A Thanksgiving Come Early Dinner, some Never Enough Nachos, some Meatloaf Methane Massacre, and some Knock Out Hot Dogs!"
"Weird names." Aleysha mumbled. Tiffany agreed.
Some time later, the waitress plopped two enormous platters of food on their table, the aromas making their bellies grumble.
"Wow... What to try first..." Tiffany drooled.
The two first began on the Never Enough Nachos. They only nibbled at first, but as tie passed, they were soon shoving handfuls of chips into their mouths, stomachs roaring, begging for nourishment.
"W--Wow..." Tiffany said, a bit surprised at herself. "I-I thought I ate a big breakfast, but... I think I'll actually be able to eat all this!" she said, reaching for the Meatloaf Methane Masacre.
"Hah, I know how you feel!" Aleysha grinned. She took a piece of the Thanksgiving Come Early turkey.
The two continued stuffing their faces, Tiffany devouring mouthful after mouthful of meatloaf. She'd begun to feel an odd, bloat-like sensation in her belly, but ignored it.
"Man... That chef really know how to -BBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAAAP!-"
Tiffany blushed bright red, Aleysha laughed.
"Maybe you're enjoying the food too much!"
"S'cuse me, sorry, sorry... I dunno what got into -PPPPHHHHHHRRRRT!-
"Wow! No, its fine, relax." Aleysha slouched in her chair. Stains had begun to spot her shirt, but she either didn't notice or didn't care.
Tiffany ate a Knock Out Hot Dog in silence. "How's that turkey?"
"Incredible... How 'bout your hot dog?"
"Really good... There's this sauce in it tha -HUUUUUUUURRRRP!-
"Crap, I'm sorry, excuse -PHHHHHRRRT!- me, I don't know why -BUUURRRRRP- I'm so -BBBBBRRRRRRRRP- gassy!"
Tiffany blushed ferociously.
"Dang, girl, you're gassy! Maybe it's that meatloa-PRRRRRRRT!-"
Aleysha lightly grinned. "I had some of it, too..."