"To be honest knowing my mind, I would have expected at least a few Las Vegas dancing girls but hey at least this delusion didn't bring any Deadites with it, so... Yeah so far this is decent."
Picking up the menu Ash expected to find a normal menu but opening it all he found were the words. ANYTHING YOU WANT. More proof this was all just a figment of his imagination.
"Anything huh? Okay I want a 2 inch steak medium rare so tender I could cut it with a fork. French fries so crisp they snap when I look at them smothered in chili and a mound of cheese piled high. And an iced beer so cold I need mitts to keep it from freezing to my hands."
I smile at the waitress still expecting at any moment to wake face to face with a Deadite screaming that they want to eat my soul.