no burger for me...

So there I was riding shotgun as jon favreau drove a late model 4-door truck of some kind.
He was sipping water thru a straw out of a clear insulated cup and the scene began with him saying, “…and the funny thing is that he really was chasing Uncle Ryan.” We both kinda laugh (him moreso than me) and then I tell him that that sounds like something I’d write down and then later make a movie about in my head.
He became amused. “You can make a whole movie out of 3 words? Ha, I’d like to see that work.”
So I begin, “Well, it goes down like this. Stars 2 kids fresh outta high school. It’s the summer b4 the go off to college. 2 cousins, Buckley “Buck-Buck” Peterson and Tumeric (yes his parents were wannabe hippie ravers) “Tumer” Sanders have their weekend set for them. Their parents are gone for a few days (of course they’ll luckily get hung up somehow later in the movie) to a couples retreat and have let the 2 cousins to stay at one of their homes with the charge of watching their parents’ physically very able, yet not always mentally connected much older Uncle Ryan who has a history of wandering off if not monitored. The plan is to just deadbolt themselves into the house and have a few days of pizza and chinese delivery to fuel their online first person shooter festivals (or rock band or dj hero or whatever game is the newest at the time.) this is all fine and good…until on day 2, one of the boys gets an onscreen notification that this girl he’s had the hots for just found out that she is moving across the country and really wanted to “say her good-byes” b4 she left. What to do, what to do? Turns out that she is going that day to a local amusement park for the day and night to see a concert by (insert up and coming yet not super well known artists here). The poor decision to take Uncle Ryan to an amusement park is made. Of course just after they get there and have a instant message convo with the girls, they look up and uncle Ryan has wandered off. Thus it begins. Of course Uncle Ryan is wearing a local sports team jersey and it’s that team’s biggest game of the year that day so 65% of the people there are wearing the same ish that Ryan is. Oh no… so the day unfolds with they boys narrowly missing catching up with uncle Ryan over and over whilst also trying to hook up with the girls for the one’s “good-bye session” it all apexes with the couples literally bumping into/ falling all over each other at the same time as Uncle Ryan wandering on stage to launch the concert by yelling, ‘RELEASE THE KRACKEN!!!!’
The 4 kids all get to go up on stage/backstage afterwards and all get signed shirts and such. All ends well. The girl decides to tell the guy that if he’s willing to wait, she’ll bring him back the best Christmas present ever. So the movie kinda ends there. Fades anyway. Then opens on Christmas season with a knock on a door. The one cousin opens it to find the girl standing there. She opens her full length coat to display a t-shirt that has a large bow printed on it above the words, ‘merry Christmas, unwrap this!’. He pulls her into the door and slams it. Fade to the other cousin getting a delivery in the mail. He opens it and laughs. The camer pans to show that it is the new cd from ‘that band from the summer’. On the cover is Uncle Ryan fist in the air on stage at that summer show. He pulls out the booklet and starts flipping thru it. Cue credits. The pages of the booklet are scenes from the movie and are also the closing credts. Things totally end with a video of the band on stage somewhere with Uncle Ryan wandering around the stage. He runs and stage dives. Shot stops with him in mid air. Crowd cheers screen goes black.”
Favreau takes a sip of water, says a very short yet very profane sentence about 3 words and then pulls into a drive thru. He orders a burger and tells me that I'm paying for it.
When we get to the window, he pulls out a credit card and hands it to the cashier. When they hand it back, he hands it to me. It’s just a Visa gift card. He tells me, “I’ll trade ya this for that story.”
I ask him how much is on it.
He simply says, “just try and max it out.” We drive off. No burger for me…