Pete Rose. Gold Star.
“Let’s try this again, Mr. Rose. Try to look like you’re enjoying the food.”
EDIT: Also…there is no drank in his cup. Hold up.
EDIT: Also, no one in that restaurant is like, “JESUS CHRIST THAT’S PETE ROSE.” It’s as if Pete Rose inhabits an alternate reality. One where he walks around with a bright red shirt, holding a chili dog and an empty cup, and no one cares. No one cares, Pete. No one.
EDIT: Also, there is no way his chili dog fit on that small plate with his other chili dog. It’s as if Pete Rose said, “I’ll take two chili dogs, but put one in my hand so I can eat it now.”