The butter face milf

The setting is a local restaurant that CHP and myself eat at a lot. A woman with a very good body sits with what we assume is her son at a table across from us.

CHP: MILF!!!

El Pollo Loco: Dude, I know. I wonder where daddy is.

CHP: Probably in jail.

Woman and child get up to leave.

CHP: Butter face...

El Pollo Loco: That face has the look of many nights of crying herself to sleep, heavy drinking, and probably sneaking out late at night for a smoke after the kid falls alseep... Or maybe she's just ugly and I'm over analizing this too much.