The Burger King Drive Thru

I pull up to the drive thru order box thingie...
Drive Thru Attendant (in a very incoherent, Rocky Balboa manner): Welcome to fdsjaoi eauieafe... sandwich fa; jfioeawifafkaf... try it?
Me: Uhhh... well I have no idea what you just said, but can I have an Original Chicken Sandwich, please?
DTA (chuckling): Oh, I was just telling you about our new Italian Chicken Sandwich, that has mozzarella and marinara sauce. Would you like to try it?
Me: Oh. No thanks. Can I just get the Original Chicken Sandwich meal with an orange soda, please?
DTA: Okay. Your total is $5.93. Next window please...

I pull up to the next window, where the cashier is waiting to take my payment. I hand her my credit card...
Drive Thru Cashier: $5.93 please... thank you, and we had to keep that up because of what was going on when we didn't...
I'm staring blankly at her, thinking she may be talking to someone on the other end of the headset she's wearing.
DTC: ...because what was happening was that when we didn't keep it up, things would happen. And if you didn't do it, you'd be murdered...
I'm now peering around to see if someone is behind her or something, but she's looking square at me. I realize now that she is evidently answering some mysterious question that I never asked.
DTC: ... and so that was the policy that the company maintained, and we kept that confidential. Okay? Here's your credit card and receipt. Your order will be ready for you at the next window.
Me: Ha... Thanks...

At the next window, the DTA is waiting to give me my order... He makes small talk with me about my tattoo and has a big grin plastered on his face. I would've thought it was way creepy if he hadn't actually been really cute and young.

But anyway, I just thought I'd share my bizarre Burger King experience. I'm really really curious to know what that woman was talking about.