We ate Greek…well…we tried to eat Greek food. All the restaurant owners stand in the street and beg people to come into their restaurants. They seemed nice at first. Why they put all the restaurants next to each other like that, I’ll never know. So Darwin. Dangerous. I mean, we watched two servers have a punch-up right there in the road. We didn’t stop in either place. Then a waiter started flirting with Lenore to convince us to come in. He obviously just wanted our business, but it still pissed me off. So by the time one of the pushy servers touched her inappropriately, I was ready. I decked him in the face. Nobody else saw the whole thing, so all the workers from all the stores rushed over, formed an alliance, and ganged up on me.We ran away.
Even with Burbank’s skills, it was still 20 against 3. We ended up hiding in an alley for a while and then buying dessert waffles off a cart (fabulous, by the way). My knuckles are black and blue, but now Lenore thinks I’m gallant.
Dear Burbank,
ReplyDeleteI think I would remember punching someone. I thought we gave up on dinner because the whole pushy waiter thing was overwhelming you.
--Milo
I was at the signing event this night. Mr. Tomb had a bruised hand.
ReplyDeleteDear JJ,
ReplyDeleteMy knuckles are black and blue, but that’s because Burbank thought it would be funny to lock me in the hotel closet whilst I needed to go to the bathroom. I had to punch the lock mechanism off as I was not far back enough to kick it. Lenore is sending Burbank the bill from the hotel to fix the door.
--Milo
Am I the only one thinking that maybe Milo’s the one making things up? I mean, how do we know who to trust?
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