What's this hidden dark hallway on the 3rd floor of the Cosmo? Look, there's a pinball machine at the end and drunk people waiting for something. There's not even a name anywhere.
Walking down the hallway, you suddenly smell pizza. Hungry barefooted girls in line and drunk guys talking to themselves. That pizza looks godsend when you're intoxicated. I wasn't even drunk and it looked good.
I opted for the sausage/pepperoni slice. It was like $4! It was salty as ocean water man! I was gulping soda afterwards, good thing there were unlimited refills. It wasn't bad but this doesn't touch real NYC pizza at all. Nothing comes close. It's filling though.