 Anything else? Oh yeah. French fries. Then I give him the curveball. No onions on that quarter pounder. No idea what to do. Frozen in fear. Little bead of sweat. You have to shut the whole place down. We have a code blue situation. Code blue. Roger. Scramble. Scramble. And nothing can happen until the guy with the keys comes over. How are you? Nice to see you. No onions? No problem.