RIGBY'S POV:

I'm bloody starving. I've eaten nothing but MacDonald's and Subway all week and as much as I dig a good sandwich or burger, I've definitely had my fill.

We're still standing in the lobby trying to decide what to eat. No one can agree for more than two seconds.

Everyone is looking at Clover as if she's the deciding vote.

"Er..." She's unwilling to take sides. It's written all over her face. She just wants some d*mn food. "I could kill for a ...