This location looks rather grim from the outside, and is only a pick-up spot with zero seating inside. The people waiting for their order have to sit by the window, and it looks like a grease lover's silent congregation, which can be a little intimidating.
When I visited last Sunday, one of the cooks was chatting up his girlfriend in the "lobby", and the lady taking our orders was very chatty. Good old Verdun. We had to eat in our car with a very nice view of the washed out reds of the building. The food was okay and plentyful. Verdun makes me wanna kill myself.