I had to look up a colloquialism for “lousy dining establishment” that felt like something Morty would prefer using. I’d never heard “spit and sawdust” before, but I love the sound of it. I figure it’s something he heard his dad say about the restaurant a long time ago and simply doesn’t know what else to call it.

Choosing Cass’ evening wear was more challenging than I first expected. I had planned her to wear a tasteful dress, with a tiny bit of punk flair. The more I looked into the exact design, the less in-character it felt. At that point I threw out the idea of giving her a dress altogether, and the image of the tuxedo popped into my head and wouldn’t leave.