"Pineapple isn't disgusting. You're just picky," Rita casually retorts. Seriously, what kind of adult gets this bent out of shape over food?

Francis's meowing grows louder as he tries to interject into the argument.

Meanwhile, it seems they've reached the front of the line. The cashier, a young-looking guy with dark hair, asks cautiously, "Uh... Are you two ready to order, or...?"