Saturday, March 19, 2016

Close Quarters

"Oh, we should have done that," says the woman at the next table as all four of the drinks Katie and I ordered before the end of happy hour arrive. We're celebrating Katie's birthday with fondue and tapas, and the tables in this tiny place are jammed in so tight that we have little choice but to be all up in each other's business. Fortunately, when it comes to interacting with strangers, we're pros.

Katie looks at her watch, says, "Well, it's quarter-to-seven, so you've still got fifteen minutes!"

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