A full happy meal

You look at the sign detailing your options and notice a variety of delicious looking food. You are kind of hungry. Your brain tells you that the proper thing to do would be to order a salad, but your stomach interjects. "I'll have the full standard meal order with an extra cheeseburger, soda and... uhm...", you say, before noticing Honey's look.

"Fries or rings?", the voice-box demands to know.

"... Salad?", you say, and Honey raises an eyebrow as if to say 'Are you sure?'.

The voice in the box confirms the order and instructs Honey to move the car up. She frowns slightly at the price, but pays for your food without any complaint. She then pulls the car up to the next window, and a teenager hands her two bags of food and a cappuccino. Honey passes both the bags to you, quickly taking a sip from her cappuccino before steering the car out of the drive-through.

You open the first bag, and pull out the salad. There's a delicious hamburger hiding somewhere underneath all that lettuce. You unwrap the burger, and take a bite. Only now do you realize how hungry you truly were. It must be all that heavy sexual activity you were participating in, you conclude. You notice Honey giving you an occasional glance as you wildly masticate your burger. "Want a fry?", you ask, holding one up.

Honey looks over at the fry, then at you.

"Fuck it", she says, leaning over to chomp it. She turns the car back on the highway, and you drive on towards the location. You enjoy the wind running through your hair and the sight of nature outside the city. You open the bag and eat another hamburger.

"Porn stars, they eat anything", Honey says, shaking her head. "Anyway, what I was saying. I could get you a tattoo, if you'd like", she tells you. "Normally the company policy is to cover these up before a scene, but old Greg has been known to make an exception for the ones I designed".

Honey glances over to judge your reaction to her proposal, but in all honesty you're not even sure how to respond. Do you even want a tattoo? What would you want a tattoo of? And wouldn't you just prefer to have the money?

"No need to make the decision now, just think it over and let me know", Honey tells you, and you spend a quiet moment thinking about it as you nibble on the last of your fries.

Soon, you arrive at the motel. It's on the side of the road, a gravel path leading up to it. It's smaller than you expected; it seems like there are only a few rooms. You and Honey get out of the car, and she leads you up to room 6. "Well, this is it. Let's go and meet the fan. And if you'd like to abort at any time, I won't blame you for it", she comforts you. "The cameraman will be with you at all times. I think he's already inside".

You nod in response, trying to mentally prepare yourself for what is to come.

"Do you want me to do the introductions?", Honey asks. "If not, I could wait in the car".