Watch this first or else the rest won’t make any sense.

The group couldn’t all fit into one car, of course.  In the Wendy-less car the following conversation took place:

“All right, who invited Wendy?”

“I don’t think anyone did.  She just popped up out of nowhere as usual.”

“I told you to not let her know we were getting together today.”

“I’m sorry, I know I’m new to the group, but what’s wrong with Wendy?  She seemed nice.”

“She is nice.  She just has a one-track mind.  No matter what we do or plan to do we always end up getting fast food when she’s around.  It started innocently enough.  But then we noticed, she always navigates us to the same place.  It’s as if she has a stake in it or something.”

 “The worst part is we feel like we’re in some sort of commercial whenever she’s around.”

“I vote for an intervention!”

“Seriously.  She needs to get a hobby.  Other than fast food.”

“You gonna tell her that?”

“No, because she’ll make us talk about it over a burger.”