📍 SCENE: The crew walks into an absurdly fancy restaurant. Everything is gold-trimmed, dimly lit, and pretentious as hell. The waiter, dressed like he’s about to knight someone, approaches with an arrogant smile.

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: Welcome to Le Robbery. Will you be dining with us, or just here for the experience of being broke?

🟥 MG: Nigga, we here to eat. What else?!

🟩 GU: Yeah, bring us the menu.

The waiter hands them a single massive parchment scroll. The menu is in French with no descriptions, just vague-ass names like Le Essence de Jardin and L'Âme du Poulet.

🟨 OV: Nigga, what the hell is a 'Soul of the Chicken'??

🟩 GU: That shit better not be just a wing.

🟥 MG: Yo, I can’t read none of this.

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: Ah, monsieur, allow me to assist! Our signature dish is 'L'air sur une assiette.'

🟩 GU: And what IS that?!

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: A literal plate of air, chef’s special!

🟨 OV: Nigga, y’all serving nothing for a premium price?!

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: Ah, but it is the experience of eating nothing.

🟥 MG: Nah, that’s just starvation.

The crew hesitantly orders some actual food, and after 40 minutes, their plates arrive. Each dish is absurdly tiny.

🟩 GU: Nigga, what the fuck is this?!

🟨 OV: Nigga, that’s two peas and a smear of sauce.

🟥 MG: I swear to God, this steak is smaller than a chicken nugget.

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: Ah yes, our signature dry-aged Wagyu beef, 48 months aged, hand-massaged, and bathed in Himalayan spring water! Only $600!

🟩 GU: Nigga, for a bite-sized steak?! My stomach still on E!

🟨 OV: This ain't a meal, this is a food sample.

They finish their 'meal' in two bites. The waiter proudly brings out the bill.

BILL TOTAL: $2,700

🟥 MG: Oh HELL nah.

🟩 GU: Nigga, where is the food?! Y’all charging me a car note for a snack?!

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: Ah, but monsieur, the true value lies in the art of gastronomy.

🟨 OV: Nigga, I came to eat, not look at art.

A random customer at another table takes a single bite of his meal and immediately starts moaning like he saw God.

🤤 Random Customer: Ohhh, the flavors... the textures... the way this bite-sized pasta reminds me of my great-grandfather's struggle...

🟥 MG: Nigga, it’s just spaghetti.

🟩 GU: Yo, just bring us the check.

The waiter hands them the check, which includes a 15% 'Ambience Fee' and a 10% 'Chef's Inspiration Tax.'

🟨 OV: Nigga, y’all taxing me for vibes?!

🤵‍♂️ Waiter: It is the cost of dining in an establishment of exquisite taste.

🟥 MG: Nigga, we shoulda went to McDonald’s.