The top

Circumstances like this were sure to make even the best of Rock's days. Jenny Liberty had shown up at his door that morning from her home in Virginia, followed moments later by Chris and Erin from Corpus Christi. Their visits were completely unexpected, and Rock was pleased beyond reason.
It was a dark gray, cold snowy morning, and they road through it in Chris's enormous pickup truck for lunch in the Heights, where they gathered around a table in a small cafe.
They had already decided to order pizza but were still working on what kind when a slightly overweight, pretty blonde waitress walked up to take their order.
"Hi, y'all. What can I get you?"
"Well, we know we want pizza, but we haven't yet made up our minds what kind," Rock said. He turned to others. "Here. Y'all decide. I don't care what we get, so long as it doesn't have pineapple on it."
"But if you get a pineapple pizza, we'll give you a free slice of pineapple on the side," the waitress said. "That's our special today."
"Wait a minute," Rock said. "A free slice of pineapple. Heck, that might be enough to finally put me over the top."
His friends and the waitress laughed uproariously, which surprised him. He knew his thought was funny but thought it worthy of no more than a grin or wink.