It was a dark and clear night. I wanted to stay out, but I needed to bring some Del Taco to the Mrs. I chose this location because of the fact that it was closest to where I was by a minute or two. If I'd gone to the other Del Taco, I'm sure it wouldn't have impacted my night very much, but I'll be forever grateful for having come here instead. First of all, I was greeted by a nice female voice instead of the curt male voices I get at the other spot. Then, at the window, she looked okay with life. As if she wasn't plotting the destruction of mankind. From one who has used his fair share of drive-thru's, I really am surprised that humanity is still around because most folks get offended when you ask for some extra hot sauce. In the end, I left here with a bag of food that tasted up to Del Taco standards, and I made it home with time to spare. Thanks, Del Taco, for another wondrous night of casual overeating.