M is Mitchell's! There's nothing better on a cold night than hopping over to grab a chocolate dipped double scoop of pumpkin ice cream.

So what's with this young non-strung out person chilling in Hunt's?! (Which by the way, I have always just called the 25 hour donut shop) I mean, that makes no sense. I am hoping that you are exaggerated highly and that it was just a high school student doing econ homework while her uncle slang (or is it slung?) some black tar goodies outside.