A/N: These sketches are sequels of established So Random sketches, as well as new sketches that came from my imagination. This one is about the "fast food sketch" - the one where your food is thrown at you! R & R!


Welcome to Real Fast Food, where we serve you real fast food – real fast!


Zora entered the store. She walked up to the counter, where Grady was the cashier. "Hi, welcome to Real Fast Food, where we serve you real fast food real fast. How may I help you?"

"I'd like a dozen cupcakes," Zora said.

As soon as Zora had finished her order, Grady shouted into the microphone, "Cupcakes!"

Zora, who by now had been used to Real Fast Food's extremely fast service, took a box from the counter and caught the cupcakes without missing one.

"That will be five dollars," Grady said. Zora laid a five-dollar bill on the counter.

"Thank you, come again!" Grady told her as he took the cash. Tawni entered and approached the counter as Zora left.

"Hi, welcome to Real Fast Food, where we serve you real fast food real fast," Grady told her. "How may I help you?"

Tawni gave some thought over what she should order. "I'd like a…." she began.

Grady grabbed the microphone in anticipation for the order and repeated, "A…."

"A salad."

"Salad!" Grady shouted.

Tawni, who was also used to Real Fast Food's fast service, took a plate from the counter and caught the salad.

"Wait," Tawni said. "Where's my dressing?"

"Dressing!" Grady shouted.

Tawni skilfully caught the dressing.

"That will be $2.50," Grady said.

Tawni handed him three dollars. "Keep the change," she added.

"Thank you, come again!" Grady told her.

Sonny entered the store as Tawni left. She suddenly pointed a gun at Grady and said, "This is a stickup! Give me all of your money!"

Grady, unperturbed by the gun in his face, shouted into his microphone, "Money!"

Someone, the same someone that was responsible for Real Fast Food's real fast service, threw dollar bills and coins at Sonny. It went on for a full minute before Sonny could finally look up again without being hit by a coin. "What?" she asked sarcastically. "No euros?"

"Euros!" Grady shouted.

Nico suddenly appeared from underneath the counter. "What the heck, man!" he told Grady. "I don't have my euros today! You want British pounds or Russian rubles?"

Sonny's eyes widened upon the mention of rubles. "Forget it!" she shouted. "Keep your money! And I was never here!"

Grady smiled as if nothing had happened. "Thank you, come again!" he told the would-be thief as she left.