Came in at 9 on a Sunday to beat the church crowd and to kill some time. Not busy, 3 people working the toasters 3 girls chit chatting and one walking around...nobody to take orders until someone on the toasting machine called. The girl seemed stoned, moving hella slow giggling about who the eff knows. We get to the cashier, same service...I'm confused, are we huffing something in the back that's making us move slower than sloths??