The entire counter is protected by bulletproof glass. They gave us our food through these rotating boxes. It was kind of scary. By the time we're done, its 5 and time to rock. So we head back.
Chad bitches about the cold.
Of course, he's only wearing a t-shirt. So I give him my hoody, because I've got my punk rock thermals on. But we don't wait long outside before they let us in. Only about 20 people their right now. So we grab some seats.