Annalog: Fruit shave ice hanayo.
Pascucci girl: Neh? (with a perplexed expression)
Annalog: Kwail shave ice.
Annalog: (Points to large poster on the window) "Gelato Shaved Ice"
Pascucci: Ahhh...bingsu. Biiiiingsuuuuuuu-yo?
Annalog: (thinks internally) I knoooooooww. I am not an idiiiiiiottttttttt.
Annalog: (says aloud) Neh.
I can forgive a place for calling bingsu "shaved iced" instead of "shave ice" or "shaved ice", but I cannot forgive them for treating me like an idiot when I order their so-called "shaved iced" instead of crappy bingsu, which it essentially is. If you had advertised it as "bingsu" I would have ordered "bingsu", beeyatch.
Usually I return the tray to the designated area, but that day, I left the whole mess on the outdoor table. That'll show them.