Tyler watches as the girl passes shrugging his shoulders, he goes back to serving the line of people taking care of most of them by the time the girl turns the corner. He gets 3 more girls coming up who order 3 different breakfast burritos, 1 chorizo, 1 filet mignon and 1 triple pork. He wraps up 3 small wraps per order and serves them taking their money. The girls stand under the awning on his truck eating them. Suddenly one of the girls pops up in his window. "Hey, can we get some of that salsa you use on your 5 alarm nachos?" Tyler smiles and grabs 3 plastic shot cups filling them with the salsa. He hands them over. "Be careful." the girl smiles and sits down with her friends. Tyler sits down at the end of the grill on a makeshift chair, made out of milk crates with a thick foam pad on top of them. As he leans back he hears. "Oh my god!" he looks at the window expecting to see one of them in the window wanting to buy some milk but it never happens. He leans back again and waits for the next rush.