October 1998. Charlie is adrift, tending bar in pre-gentrified, slacker-era Austin, drowning in '90s ennui and quietly wondering if life has anything better to offer. She doesn't believe in dreams-just survival, solitude, and the rare high of cooking a perfect meal.

But when she crosses paths with a wounded extraterrestrial hiding out in a local park, everything shifts. Before she knows it, she's behind the wheel of her beat-up Corolla, tearing across the Lone Star State with an alien hitchhiker and no clue what she's chasing, or why, for the first time in her life, it suddenly feels like everything matters.

Funny, fierce, and surprisingly tender, with plenty of grunge-era angst, pop culture deep cuts and the restless energy of a generation raised on mixtapes and midnight movies, The Whole Enchilada is a tall Texas tale for the end of the 20th century.

Take a road trip through the wide-open question of what comes next-and discover that the biggest mystery isn't in the sky. It's in the rearview mirror.