[ eyes the boy behind the counter, but he seems not to recognize her; she'd rather not have tabloid rumors about her having a boyfriend surfacing, which was the main reason she'd wanted him to stay back. But oh well, it doesn't seem to matter either way. She surveys the menu, hands on hips, for a few moments, before approaching the register ] One number two, two number fours, two number fives, a small chocolate shake, a large chocolate shake, and a number seven!