Pick me up at Pancheros

Rex and I had a fun date on Friday night. MSU gave away free tickets to the Spartan hockey game, so we met Rex's newly engaged cousin Drew and his fiancee Caitlin at the game to watch the Spartans lose to Canada. Before the game, though, Rex and I decided to grab dinner at Pancheros. Because we were running late, Rex decided to go park the car and instructed me to go order the food. No problem. So I walked in to order the food, and, well, um, I guess I'll just give you the dialogue. "C" is me, and "P" is "Panchero's guy"

P: Hi!
C: Hi!
P: What can I get for you?
C: What is this new "Barbacoa Burrito"? (pointing at a display)
P: What!? (looks at the display, panicked) I swear to God I have no idea what that is! I have never heard of it!
C: Um, okay. Then I will just order chicken. I know what that is.
P: Okay.
C: So I'll have a chicken burrito bowl with two side tortillas. (Rex and I always do this because when you order a burrito bowl they give you TONS of fillings, and then with two side tortillas we both end up with our own full burrito but we only have to pay for one! Anyway, I digress).
P: Two tortillas? TWO?? As in, "Uno, dos"? TWO? (holds up two fingers)
C: Um, yes.
P: Okay. What kind of beans?
C: Pinto, please.
P: (scoops out a HUGE scoop of black beans and brings them within an inch of the burrito)
C: WAIT! I said pinto beans!
P: (stops right before he dumps the beans, leers up at me mischievously) Ha ha! I know. (dumps the black beans back and gets pinto beans).
C: Thanks.
P: And you said chicken?
C: Yeah.
P: (makes an exaggerated scoop of nothing from an empty container) OOPS! No chicken! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! (then he goes to the back counter, gets more chicken, and heaps a generous portion in the bowl) And what kind of salsa would you like?
C: All of them, please.
P: WHAT?!? Every one? Like, ALL of them?
C: Yes, please.
P: Are you sure?
C: Yes.
P: 100% sure? REALLY sure? Like, final answer sure?
C: Uh, yes.
P: Okay. (puts tons of every kind of salsa on, and reaches for the sour cream)
C: Wait! I don't want sour cream!
P: You said every salsa!!
C: Sour cream is NOT salsa.
P: Yes it is!
C: It is not! It is too creamy to be salsa! (Here I really wanted to make some comment about, "And you call yourself a MEXICAN??" But I refrained.)
P: Fine. (finishes making my burrito, sans sour cream. Then we went to the checkout).
P: Anything else for you today?
C: No, thank you.
P: But you forgot something!!
C: What?
P: My number.
C: (awkward laugh). That's okay. I'll just take the burrito.
P: But really, do you want my number?
C: No thanks, but you do make a very good burrito!
P: Well, if you want, I will bring them over sometime. Just tell me where you live and I will bring them there.
C: No really, that's okay.
P: Well, I think you are really cute.
C: Erm, thanks... I hope you have a great night! (awkwardly take my burrito and go find Rex).

The thing is, even though he was creepy, Rex and I got the MOST burrito fillings we have ever gotten before. The bowl couldn't even have a lid because the fillings were spilling out. PLUS the guy undercharged me by fifty cents! So we decided I will always fly solo on ordering our burritos from now on. The Pancheros guy walked by a few times and saw me sitting with Rex, but he didn't say anything (Phew!). When we left, Rex said "Have a good night!" and I said "The burrito was delicious! Thanks!" Then, after Rex turned back around and before I did, the guy WINKED at me!!! The nerve! What a goofball. But what a good burrito. We will be back.