BRIANNA BAILEY Business Writer bbailey@oklahoman.comAfter moving to Southern California in my late 20s, eating at In-N-Out Burger for the first time was a cultural initiation of sorts. The white cups with their red palm tree motif and the secret menu — explained to me by a native Californian in a hushed tone of reverence — seemed exotic to a girl from a fly-over state. Ordering fries "animal style", that's with melted cheese, grilled onions and a mix of pickle relish and Thousand Island dressing known in In-N-Out jargon as "spread," was to conjure the spirit of Jeff Spicoli from "Fast Times at Ridgemont High," like you just crawled off of the beach, or out of a smoke-filled VW microbus.