Max is pretty excited about those punks in the tool box in back - but he is starving - so he heads directly to the Chinese buffet on the way home. Bryan begs to just go home. He is embarrassed about being seen with his redneck stepdad in public. Not to mention that Max always humiliates him on purpose.
They head in to the restaurant. It is not even 4pm - so the dinner crowd hasn't arrived and lunch is pretty much over. No one else is in the restaurant, but the two young male waiters and the owner/chef - a middle aged man. Max walks right up to the buffet and starts filling up his plate so high that shit is falling off the sides. The waiters look pissed, but seem frightened to say anything to the burly brute. Barking at Bryan, Max orders, "Fill up another plate of that shrimp and kung pao for me!" By the time both ended up sitting down - Bryan had a little plate with an egg roll and some rice and sweet and sour chicken (like 2 bits). Max had four plates overbrimming with food. The buffet looked nearly empty after he finished getting what he wanted.
The waiters stared in amazement as Max started shoveling the food in. It almost seemed like they could see his stomach expanding as he ate. "What the fuck are you looking at?" They hurried in back and the owner came out with them, "You are going to have to leave," he sternly stated. Max just balked at him, "Not until I am fucking done with every bit of food this shithole has. You better start fixing more food - your buffet looks like shit."
The owner stated that he was going to have to call the police if Max and Bryan didn't leave. Max just sneered and stared at the two waiters. A light burst out and the skinny guys shrunk down drowning in a sea of fabric that used to be their uniforms. "Go lock the door, put out the closed sign and shut the curtains boy." Bryan was totally shocked at what his stepdad did. He did exactly what he was supposed to do.
Max picked up one of the little guys and held him over his mouth. "I guess I can start with the help if you don't feel like making more to eat!"
Max was trying to decide whether he should eat all three or have the man make more first. He could always just make Bryan cook while he enjoyed playing with his food.
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