[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?
