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114. Remember Me?
Chet and Eliot had been running around all
. It had been hot. They were unshaved, and
shorts, T-shirts, and flip-flops. At about 6 p.m.,
felt like eating something. They were on south
, which had several restaurants. Eliot suggested that they
to the Mediterranean restaurant. “The food is good
there’s lots of it,” he told Chet. It
refreshingly cool inside the restaurant. They were seated
a table near the front door.
a young, pretty blonde. Chet hit on her
. “Could I have you for dessert?” he asked,
a big grin on his face. She smiled,
said nothing. Chet told her that he was
famous heart surgeon, and if she didn’t give
her phone number, he would have to operate
his own broken heart. She smiled again. When
asked Chet and Eliot if they wanted appetizers,
both realized that English was her second language.
asked her where she was from. She said
was from Russia. Chet told her that her
was very good. She thanked him. They had
delicious meal, and Chet left the waitress a
tip. She thanked him, but she still refused
give him her phone number. “I have husband,”
explained. “Yes, and he’s the luckiest man on
,” Chet told her. She smiled.
Outside the restaurant,
kidded Eliot. “You didn’t say a word in
to her. How do you expect to get
with women if you don’t talk to them?” “
didn’t want to spoil your chances,” Eliot smiled.
months later, Eliot was substitute teaching for a
Citizenship class. When the class ended, one student
. It was the blonde waitress from the restaurant.
talked to him for about five minutes about
Washington. Sensing that she had something else on
mind, Eliot asked her to join him for
cup of coffee. She said she would love