"Jesus! There you two are! God damn, we been looking all over for you!" You're hefted to your feet, as is Miranda, by strong hands. It's hard to tell who it is, an inhumanly large woman, but nobody you recognize.
"What... wha...?" You sputter as you're pulled apart from Miranda. Miranda herself looks just as confused as you as she shrugs her shoulders.
"Your shift started like, an hour ago! You're lucky you're needed so bad, or the boss would fire you on the spot!"
"Wait, you have..."
"Ah, geez..." the woman isn't listening as she drags the two of you over to a truck and escorts you in, "Okay, we'll get you two to some pumps, and then you gotta get dressed to greet guests."
"Wait - what?" You're even more confused than before.
"God... you must have taken your retard pills today, girlie. The Wild West attraction. You're waitresses at the Cowboy Saloon."