Their calamari is crispier
The observation that the girl at the next table's bright red thong underwear had crawled its way halfway up her back should have been justification enough, but the judgment was finalized when we overheard her first major contribution to the dinner conversation:
"Have you tried the food at the Cactus Club on West 4th then? Oh. My. God. That one is the best!"
"Have you tried the food at the Cactus Club on West 4th then? Oh. My. God. That one is the best!"