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Blonde: Hey guys, welcome to Raisins. Six of you? [smiles and grabs some menus from the counter] Right over here. [leads the boys to their table]
Redhead: [waits at a table] So you guys having a good time today?
Diners: [Table 1, say, enthralled] Uh huh...
Blonde 2: [waits at the next table] How about some more fun fries, guys?
Diners: [Table 2, enthralled] Okay... [the waitress at the other end of the table smiles]
Brunette: [at the same table] Boy, am I glad you guys came in. Everyone here is such a loser, but you guys seem really cool.
Blonde: [leaving them at their table] Here you go, guys. Lexus will be right with you.
Kyle: What do you think, Stan. These girls are pretty cute, huh?
Jimmy: Jesus Christ, I think I've died and... gone to... heaven.
Butters: This place is awesome!
Cartman: How do you know? We haven't even tried the food yet.
Lexus: [with flyaway light brown hair] Hey guys.
Butters: Whoa!
Lexus: How are we doing this afternoon?
The Boys: Good.
Lexus: I'm so glad you guys came in. Everyone here is such a loser, but you guys seem really cool.
Butters: [amazed] W-we are.
Lexus: So what can I get you?
Cartman: Okay, um, we're gonna get the zingy tangy wings, and mozzarella tasty tarts [Lexus winks at Butters] and uh, OH, and the bite-size pizzazzas, and a pitcher of lemonade.
Lexus: Great. I'll put your order in right now. [strokes Butters' shoulders, which sends shivers of excitement through his body]
Butters: You guys! I think our Raisins girl likes me. She, she touched my back when she walked away. Did you see that?
Lexus: [near the kitchen] Raisins, girls! [sends an order along a conveyor to the kitchen staff]
Blonde 3: Woohoo!
Redhead: Oh Yeah!
Brunette 2: [farther away] Do it!
Kyle: Hey. Hey, look over there, Stan. That Raisins girl is really cure, huh? [a Raisins girl walks by with long black hair] Why don't you say hi to her? [calls out] Excuse me? [motions for her to come over]
Brunette 3: [walks back and to the table] Hi guys. My name's Porsche.
Kyle: Hey. Uh, this is Stan.
Porsche: Oh hey cutie. How are you? I love your hat. I used to have a hat juuust like that, except, it was black and it didn't have a puffball on it. Oh my God, my hands are sooo cold. How come people have hands, anyway? Did you ever wonder that? [Stan looks more and more miserable with every word coming out of her mouth.]
[Some time later, still dining. The Village People's "YMCA" begins to play, and some Raisins girls begin to dance]
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