"Damn straight you do." she smirked, pulling out her phone. Ike's Place was on her speed dial now, and there was hardly any where better within the five blocks around her place that made better sandwiches to go. Roxy really couldn't cook and she didn't always feel like eating whatever they were making downstairs, so Ike's Place was usually the place she called. "Hi, I'd like two Changes, two Doomsdays, four Fat Bastards, two Hot Momma Hudas, one Kryptonite, two Lex Luthors, two Super Marios, four The Damon Bruces, and four orders of Dirty Chips."
Once she had given them everything they asked for she flopped down on the couch next to her sister. "They'll be here in about fifteen minutes."