(Firestar calls Sandstorm)

Ring, ring, ring!

Sandstorm: Hello, this is Burger King. How may I take your heads off? I mean how may I help you? I mean-will you go to the dance with me? I mean-may I take your order? That's it! Thanks dude! May I take your order?

Firestar: Ok, let's see, I'll have a hamburger with those curly fries…do you have peas?

Sandstorm: Yes, you mean the little green things the size of your brain?

Firestar: Yes. Oh, and I want a 7-up – no wait-diet coke and a smoothie with a bobble head. I want the Strawberry Shortcake one.

Sandstorm: Ok, anything else?

Firestar: Nope, that should be good.

Sandstorm: OK. Now what did you call me for?

Firestar: To order my meal, of course!

Sandstorm: Come on, what do you want?

Firestar: You know what, you're right. I'll have cheese and mustard on my burger. Thank you!

Sandstorm: Um…you're welcome?

Firestar: Bye.

Sandstorm: Bye!

A/N: I know, pretty short chapter. I was just hungry for burgers at the time so…:)