Bri lives in your building and she recently got into a Fantasy Football league at her job with a cash payout of $2,500 to the Champion. Bri doesn't know that much about football, but has been rely on you to teach her since she really wants to win the money.
Because of this Bri has started "hanging out" with you on the weekend and watching NFL games, and even though she is asking a lot of questions she's good company.
That brings us to Sunday night and you and Bri are watching the game between the Baltimore Ravens vs. Buffalo Bills. The game must have ended sometime after 11:15 PM and Bri starts telling you about how she has this weird craving for "Wendy's."
Wendy's stays open until 3:00 AM, but it's about a mile from you and the buses and trains are slow because their own a Weekend schedule and it's Sunday night. In addition, Bri ain't your girlfriend and it's not like she is giving up any "buns."
Bri told you that if you get her a few burgers, fries and a milk shake she will be your best friend.
You look at her and say:
"Seriously, Bri, Seriously."
Bri did two things that you would never expect (keep in mind she's a University of Michigan grad and a trust fund baby).
She looked you in the eye and said:
"I'm serious, Dead Ass," and pulled up her sweatshirt"