Some truely great posing and expressions in here. Particularly the tongue poking, I love that.
Can't say I've had the same experience with fast food places. I always ask for something removed, and while they've occasionally forgotten to remove it, that's the worst that's happened. And they've replaced my whatever with a new one sans whatever when asked.
The little 'story' is a nice bonus, by the way.

I'm glad you like it. :)

Oddly enough, I was once introduced to the joys of bread and butter sweet pickles on a chicken sandwich by a mistake. Apparently they had run out of their usual faire and ended up tossing in a few sweet pickles besides, and now... I'm addicted. I'll even eat the things on pizza.

As for the pic, very nicely done. I like how one is all stretched out underneath, having dealt with the difficulties of too low lying booths, and the other is curled up. Says as much about the difference in their approach as does the pickles picking. Even the relative size of their side orders seems to be saying something of character.


That or maybe I just really want a fry and those discarded pickles :P

Or that Ashy is simply too big to squeeze into those booths. :)

Hmmm those pickles are awfully green... does that mean they're not fresh.... or wait... does this mean the pickles in McDonald's are unfresh and all dark...

Well forget the pickles, I hate em too
But if they were as good as your coloring...

Mmnh.. I'm still envious. Perhaps I should dine with the petite vixen and see why it is she doesn't like pickles?

..Gosh, that's positively freudian.

Blech. They're worse than lettuce on a burger. :)

the expressions are pretty hilarious *thumbs up*

hehe truly amusing expression. I also like the mellow appearance.

Look at how cautious Ashy is! A small drink and fries! She's so concerned about regulating her figure.. :> Nicole on the other hand..

Just wait until her metabolism runs out. :)

Holy cow, you own a bus!?

No.

Thank you!

The feet are very adoribly telling n.n

I enjoyed the way the feet came out in this. :)

lol i've had these exact same conversations, i detest pickles AND if you ask for something special it just decimates their whole little world and you'll come out with a Dominoes pizza at the KFC >_o

Complete with dramatic operatic score playing in the back and harrowing grease fires, screaming.

Are you gonna eat that?

You're welcome to the slimy pickle slices.

A very nice scene, well done.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome. I think it's nice to see these larger than life characters, who always seem to be involved in such outrageous (and often messy) mishaps, sharing a bit of monotony that most of us have experienced. What's more monotonous than being one of the few people in a fast-food place, late at night, in the rain?

... this is what I should have posted in the first place.

...despite the masculine nature of the tits-allure, I like the one on the right better.
P.S.,
if you mix onion and mayo to pickles, you get tar tar sauce.

I love the casual mood of this image and the expression match so well with the description dialogue...awesome

Thank you dear. I'm a bad influence and a heavy fast food user, I guess. :)

Radioactive glowing pickles! :D

Nice work.

Causing strange transformations since 1899.

How do you think I got the spots on my ass? I sat on a burger with those pickles in them ^^

That's so cool you two got to meet up!

It's never often enough. :)

Looking at this a third time I really have to say, something I didn't take the time to notice before is that the crowning glory of this image is the texture of the table. A faux wood plastic table with a million worn little scratches and lights shining down on it. Maybe it's a funny thing for me to latch onto, but you so nailed it. Coloring and texturing is your strength and I think sometimes it is confused a little because of your sometimes shaky feel for anatomy, but what could be simpler than a flat surface and it just shows through that you totally know what you are doing when it comes to light and texture.