Richard: "As an English major, it's awfully hard to eat here. 'Ingredient' is not a verb. I often step in and defy the staff to use 'ingredient' as a verb. They can't do it."
Chip: "Considerations of grammar aside, who in fuck wants an eleven dollar sandwich when Jefferson's is right down the street?"
With the pleasures of Larryville at hand, the boys rarely feel the need to venture into KC's restaurant and bar scene. But one place in the city's new Power and Light District may have just given them an incentive to do so. It's called Tengo Sed Cantina and contains "stripper poles [which] stretch up from the dining tables, which female customers stand on as they find a way to grind and twirl to anything the DJ plays" (Pitchweekly).
Chip: "Oh my God! If Quinton's had stripper poles for the customers to dance on, I'd never leave. Now I don't know the caliber of women that frequent Tengo Sed, but I can imagine they're pretty upscale and attractive. The Power and Light District, after all, has a strict dress code which many are claiming is racially discriminatory but which is really just a way to assure that people dress in a nice and sexy fashion. And there's nothing wrong with that. No, sir."
Richard: "Hell, if want a restaurant with stripper poles, I'd rather just go across the river to the Dirty Bird buffet, which enforces a different kind of dress code for its employees: no clothes at all (during the second song)."
Chip: "As a public educator, I can't go to such places. Most of the employees are probably my students' mothers and I'm afraid they'll want to talk to me about little Johnny's report card while they're giving me a lapdance. That might be distracting. I'll stick with Tengo Sed."