She kept telling us about a little shop were all the art with filled with texture...... (w-ha-t????) She finally took a breath and gal pal and I made our escape. Question? Why was she drinking in the common room and not at a fine dining establishment???? Here we go!
Another dialogue..... (drive, drive 26' truck to Applebees)
Gal Pal: I think ol' Clark was flirting with us.....saying we had to join a club to have a glass of wine.
Robin: He waasss cute! And he had such pretty teeth! (I'm a sucker for a great set of chompers!)
Waitress: May I take your order?
Gal Pal/Robin: 2 Margaritas, please.
Waitress: I need both of your licenses.
Robin: I left mine in the car....truly I am 46 and of age.
Gal Pal: Does she really need to get it?
Waitress: Yup......5 min later, please fill out these membership forms for our drinking club!
Moral of the story.... Clark was NOT flirting! He spoke the truth! Bummer....cause he had such pretty teeth!
The next morning we packed up and headed Northeast. Think I'm gonna have to stretch this out to 4 posts just to make sure I don't leave any of the craziness out. Stay tuned....
Have a good one,