Massimo: “What do you mean, there’s no duck? If you told me 20 minutes back I wouldn’t have to sit here hungry!”
waitress: “No, duck is not”
Massimo: “Well then why didn’t anyone tell me that (etc etc)?”
waitress: “Ah, wait”
waitress: *walks away and brings a duck from the kitchen*
Massimo: “Ah! The duck is!”
Then we proceeded to Cross Club where we met L’s host David. Laurel tried to buy me a drink, but I told her to look at a three-headed monkey and I sneaked in 100Kc back into her pocket while she was admiring the animated irons in the lower floor.
Someone mentioned superstition about crossing the beers while saying cheers, and Massimo said that it will lead to 7 years of no sex and I added “Fuck is not!”.
Then her host defended cheating because “everyone is doing it” and Massimo shared stories about picking up and getting picked up and educating friends and I walked home around midnight and had a terrible deja-vu that I’ve seen or heard Laurel somewhere.