I called Amy's Baking Company. This is what ensued.
Me: (in a deep voice) Do you have Battletoads?
Amy: Oh my god, **** you. -click-
After a minute of laughing, I call back.
Amy: What the **** do you want, asshole?
Me: (in a normal voice) I'm sorry?
Amy: You called me just a minute ago, and this **** isn't funny. I will call the cops for harassment.
Me: Oh, that must have been my brother. He thinks he's such a funny little prankster.
Amy: Oh. I thought you were one of those people hating on me and Sammy because of what happened on TV
Me: I don't watch TV. I've been out of the country for a couple of weeks, and I just came back. I'm in the Scottsdale area now visiting some family, and your restaurant was recommended to me. I just wanted to call asking a few questions.
Amy: Okay, sure, go ahead.
Me: Well, on your Facebook, your restaurant is listed as a French restaurant. Well, I just returned from Paris and I loved the cuisine. Especially the escargot. Do you serve that at your restaurant?
Amy: You mean snails?
Me: Yeah, but don't worry if you don't. I also really enjoyed Frog's Legs when I went to Paris.
Amy: Frog's Legs?
Me: Oh yeah, it's so good! It kind of tastes like chicken. They had a particular breed of frog at the restaurant whose leg meat was so delicious and tender.
Amy: Mhm...(obviously bored)
Me: I'm trying to remember, sorry, hold on.
Amy: Did you want to make a reservation or something?
Me: Oh, now I remember! It was BATTLETOAD!
Amy: Oh for ****** sake. -click-