Tory gave Dom an indignant look. His heart was pounding, his step-brothers comment had only made things worse. He ignored the obvious fact that he was basically putting on a show while the rest of them watched and gave a few lines of input.

"Why..." Tory started then averted his eyes down to his unfinished plate. He was trying to sort through a few responses. Naturally, he didn't spend much time doing that. Tory resumed looking at Domnick with upset eyes. "Really? That's stupid! You could try to have some fun! There's lotsa stuff to do like go to the bar, see a movie, go on a date." Tory huffed loudly. His last suggestion didn't really sit well with him, but it was too late and he pushed it away.

Tory couldn't understand Domnick's indifference about the whole matter. Who would want to work at a shitty place to the point of exhaustion? It was retarded.

"And you should go to school or get a better job," Tory continued, preaching and passionate. "Cause most waitresses are just stupid blond bimbos and you could do better."