Must've flown American.

Finally in Austin, Almore and Ilmore are settled in and preparing for some hot Austin nights. They set out trolling along Nueces near Guadalupe and 26th headed south. The guys were skipping along excited about their good fortune and are lost in the sauce again. "There are good things afoot for us now Ilmore!" Almore declared. "We are going to get inside with pride tonight my brother! I'm not talking about that old bootstrap scowl neither!" Ilmore is not as confident as his brother is. He has been looking around and not as impressed with the surroundings as Almore seems to be. Almore must know something he doesn’t about this town. Pretty soon they are passing the University of Austin Texas and its massive sprawl. Across the street Almore eyes some scat entering a local meet-n-greet. He is off and hollering from across the street before Ilmore can even turn to look. "Get up on it Ilmore! Let's sit in this" he calls out. Ilmore heads on over and is trying to make out the name of this place. "Almore you sure about this? It is called Momma's Meaty Elbow, what kind of establishment is this?" "Who cares, you see the scowl growling in this place?" Almore retorts. Once inside they were greeted with the blaring sounds of Bon Jovi's all time everyone's favorite classic, Runaway. "She's a little run-a-way, Daddy's girl learned fast now she works the night away….SHE'S A LITTLE RUN-A-WAAAAY!!!!!"