So they go to McDonald's and she orders an iced coffee and they're having a nice conversation. At some point during the date, he sees that she needs a refill and heads up to the counter. He's gone for a unusually long amount of time before returning.
He sets her drink on the table, and it's this weird milky-grey color with a bunch of ice dumped in it. He explains that McDonald's doesn't offer free refills on iced coffees. So he had them refill her cup with regular coffee and then dumped a bunch of cream and ice in it.
My grandmother finished the date, but she never saw that man again.
Moral of the story: Never take a date to McDonald's, no matter what your age.
Other moral of the story: If you do take your date to McDonald's, just spring for that second iced coffee.