"Hey, you're the one who has some sort of personal vendetta against red solo cups and paper plates, Richard. So I went out and got the most yuppie picnic basket I could find. Like Williams and Sonoma levels of yuppie." Alex is just going to smirk at him, because honestly if she met someone who actually purchased five hundred dollar picnic baskets, it'd be him. Well, sort of anyway. Like he would actually own a picnic basket.

She did not pay anything even approaching that for this basket, honestly, but hey it looked like she did.

And they were eating coffee shop sandwiches off of china plates. Because that was them, wasn't it?