Waitresses on rollerskates (NOT rollerblades...), flashy neon lights, wonderfully greasy meals - and not a diet coke in sight. Carbs? Nix on that, Daddy-O. Those were the days!

Andrea is at the server’s station, and the place is a mess. Somebody should really empty the garbage, and catsup covered French fries on the floor are probably dangerous for roller skating. “Joe’s” is very busy; mostly because the burgers and blueberry pies are wonderful, and Bobby Darin is on the Wurlitzer.