“I’m only going to say this once, because I know it makes me sound like trash, but this place is fucking expensive.” “You know,” Scott said, “I still balk at prices like these. Even though I can easily afford them, I still instinctively look for the cheapest thing on the menu.” “There is no cheapest thing on this menu.” “Order whatever you want,” Scott said, “obviously. I think I’ll get the halibut because at least I know what that is.” “Jesus. Is it stuffed with hundred-dollar bills?”
