He's getting gas. He swiped his card. Make him enter his zip code. Now his pin. Ask if he wants to apply for a credit card. Now ask if he wants a car wash. Now cancel the sale, hit him with "please see cashier"
The Hibachi chef didn't just understand the assignment; he rewrote the syllabus.
I came for the fried rice, but I stayed for the Shaggy cover. This is the level of enthusiasm I need in my life every single day. If your chef isn't dropping bars while flipping shrimp, are you even out to dinner?
10/10 service. No notes.