Bro you gotta ask for ketchup. And they hand you like 4 packets! I'm like "bitch I ordered 4 meals with fries this is not gonna cut it". The fries suck now too so you need to drench them in ketchup. The only reason I keep coming back to this god forsaken restaurant is the indoor playground and my own weak will to resist the anguished wails of children who were just told "no".