I’m getting off early, so I can have a cocktail. Maybe two. Feel like talking. Let’s not be in a big hurry this time. In fact, if you get there before me, I’d like some grilled octopus for appetizer, and tell them to save me a side order of the creamed Bermuda onions to go with my entree. Last time they ran out, and ruined the whole meal. The baked Lake Michigan Whitefish in a white wine lemon sauce was perfect, but it’s too much for one person. Anyone want to split the entrée with me?
Already ordered for you, Saint.
It will be waiting for you when you get here.
Oh, by the way, the Uber car outside your office—that’s for you.
Ah....you love hats AND splitting entrées....THAT is a friend, indeed ;-)