The Next British Evasion.
After the kerfuffle with the lack of rooms, Trevor with Cuff and Link in tow headed across the street to Juniors. After all, it was the only place to eat, and grab a beer within a hundred and fifty miles, the choice was obvious.
Cuff and Link might have shared a lot in common with Junior if either of the three said more than two or three words... ever. Which some might think made for difficult ordering, but was interesting to watch for anyone who cared to take the time to study.
With Trevor interpreting the three Brits found themselves sitting at the bar their first night in town. In front of each a bottle of Shiner pale ale and a plate full of smoked meats, ready to clog the hardiest of arteries. Accompanied with the obligatory sides of bar-b-que beans and pot
