You order a slice of pizza, and Heather orders a hot dog. The two of you eat in relative silence, although the smiles and staring contests more than make up for the lack of dialogue. Trust me on this, guys, you two look like an actual couple.
When your meal is finished, Heather takes you to the gift shop. It smells of nicknacks and old people.
One part of the gift shop has a display of various fish you can buy as pets, arranged in all sorts of shapes, sizes, and colors. They're all in fishbowls full of blue rocks with a little green fake plant on one side. One in particular grabs your interest, but while you're beholding it, the sound of a dying cat reaches your ears.
You look up to see Heather leaning over one of the fishbowls, a small trail of saliva running from her chin to the bowl. As she wipes it off and quickly tries to walk away, you see barf in the fishbowl.
Heather barfed in the fishbowl!
Someone else notices it, and, naturally, a crowd of people now surrounds you. Heather's hiding in the crowd with her hood up, and someone asks you if you saw who committed this terrible deed. You really want to clear up the confusion, but, at the same time, you want to stay with Heather. Telling the truth'll certainly mean the end of her in your life, but you really don't want to be known as the Fishbowl Barfer.
>> Throw her under the bus?