Lucy: The Daughter of the Devil2005

[when Satan and DJ Jesus keep singing so loudly, the Glass Eye of St. Augustine breaks, failing the mission to capture Lucy]

Lucy:
Sorry to keep you waiting. What can I get you?

Special Sister:
[bleep noises]

Lucy:
So, you need another minute? [to Special Sister] Oh, be careful. It's broken glass.

Special Sister:
Yeah, I know!

Lucy:
I'll go ahead and sweep it up,

Special Sister:
NO, I got it, thank you.

Special Father #1:
Great job, Sister. You and your eye.

Special Sister:
It would have WORKED.

Lucy:
So, you need another minute?

Special Father #1:
No, no, we can order. We'll get the nachos grande.

Lucy:
Great.

Special Father #1:
And, um, two di-aritas.

Lucy:
Terrific.

Special Father #1:
And, um, can we get a side of three refried beans.

Lucy:
No problem.

Special Father #1:
Great. Oh, can I have wa -- uh, ice water, too?

Lucy:
Ice water for both of you?

Special Sister:
I'LL HAVE A CHICKEN CON CARNE!

Special Father #1:
You know what? I'm gonna get some fried jalapenos as well.

Lucy:
Okay.

Special Father #1:
Yeah.

Special Sister:
FINE!

Lucy:
I'll be right back with your nachos.

Special Father #1:
And a strawberry di-arita.

Special Sister:
THIS IS A DISASTER!

Special Father #1:
[to Lucy] You know, as a backup. I mean, if we're gonna start the car, we might as well have a good engine, huh? You know what I mean?

Lucy:
I do.

Special Father #1:
You're cute.

Lucy:
Thank you.

Special Father #1:
I like your outfit.

Special Sister:
FATHER!

Lucy:
You don't think it's too small?

Special Father #1:
No, it's good. They certainly stuffed you in that one, huh?