When you’re hungry for aging, picked over slices of pizza - who has time for pants? Not this low budget threesome. They’re about to make tonight a memorable evening of forbidden passion, kicked off by splitting a slice of mall Sicilian. Question: Who’s going to pick up the hefty four dollar tab? Is it the girl with the entry level Karate belt, the guy who possibly survived a pitbull bite to the ass, or the pantsless girl wearing sandals and one of her father’s leaf raking shirts?