Yom Kippur fast-breaking

Yesterday night, I went over to Friendly's for dinner (I'm currently commuting to UMass) and as you may also know, it was the end of Yom Kippur. It was well after dark, and I was all alone in the place until three neatly dressed young guys show up. They're breaking the fast; they said so to the waitress. She was a bit confused, though she mentioned she had Jewish roommates, and so the guys said, "oh, they're probably not good Jews!" And so they peruse the menus a bit longer, and here's what they order: bacon cheeseburgers, double-thick milkshake, chicken strips basket and ice cream! I was amused.