Gourmet? [He steps out of the DeLorean, giving the place a once-over, more out of curiosity than anything else.] A meal you pay fifty dollars for and it comes out to you on a tiiiny little plate? No thanks. I need a burger today.

[And Marty can cover a milkshake, which is what he's planning on doing. It'd be rude to drag someone out here and expect for them to pay for their own milkshake on their first day. (He just hopes the money in his wallet is still good in this universe, too.)]