Daniel added potato chips to his hamburger, piling them up underneath the bun, then crushing the whole thing flat and taking a bite.
Why did you do that?
They're dill pickle chips. We're out of pickles so at least these taste like pickles, you know?
I wish they made chips that taste like honey mustard, Schuyler said.
I wish they made chips that taste like Skittles, I said.
Ben picked that moment to walk into the kitchen.
Hey Benny, what do you want your chips to taste like?
Ben grabbed a chip from Schuyler's plate and tossed it into his mouth. He didn't miss a beat.
Women.
