Red Robin is the array of hot girls I dated in my youth. Looks good, nice to show off, everything is nice...at first! Friendly service greets you and takes your order in a well-kept and energetic establishment. As you wait longer and longer for you water, soda, food...it would seem your bipolar waitress/hot girlfriend is starting to drift to the darkside.
Food arrives and it's great! Just what I ordered and it tastes like they know what they're doing. I knew that girl wasn't crazy. I guess I'll keep dating her.
Check arrives. Dang, didn't I look at the menu prices? I didn't realize she was this high maintenance. Maybe her purse was Gucci in disguise. Maybe I'm really at Spago. Okay...so it's not that expensive...but you could have a got a Big Daddy's burger for a similar price.
I rate this a four based off the food mostly. The service is sketchy in a ticket scalper sort of way...and the prices are the same.