Curtis wants to treat the Top Chef kitchen like his personal dollar store.

Floyd starts his calculating.

Mary Sue Milliken does the math.

Careful George! Any mistakes will cost you.

Hugh maintains his composure.

These dollar dishes are making the judges holler.

How could you resist a BLT salad?

It appears Mr. Stone is loitering in this parking lot. Just like we did in high school!

They're laughing now, but we'll see how things are once service starts.

George isn't going to change his plan of attack just because he's working a drive-thru.

Even if Curtis thinks he should.

Good job George, now just make about 20 more trays like that. . .

Not to be nit-picky, but Curtis does not like that skewer.

Floyd helps a customer get his (soft) drink on.

Hugh really strives to give the customers service with a smile.

We would never tell Curtis to pull up to the next window.

Can you hear Naomi now?

Lettuce in on your secrets, Traci.

Curtis and his "healthy hushpuppy" take it inside.

Don't keep James waiting, he's a hungry fellow!

James not-so-secretly wishes his sandwich was that big.

Diablo quesadilla, James Oseland does not fear you.

Just to be safe, you might want to throw in a toy with the judges' meals.

The Masters await the judges' critique.