I went on a road trip to California with my mom, Savannah, and a dog. We decided to go to Panera for dinner. I ordered chocolate milk and rosemary bread at the counter. The man behind the counter put butter on my bread. There was a skinny old bald guy next to me who liked my yellow The Fall of Troy shirt. I felt like I had seen him somewhere before. He said The Fall of Troy was one of his favorite bands and he also said it was a shame that they broke up. My mom told me the man was an actor named Dave. He got in the car with us and my mom started driving away before Savannah and the dog had gotten in.