I went out to dinner with a good friend of mine the other night.
Now, my friend is drop-dead make-your-jaw-drop gorgeous. Intense electric-green eyes, smile that would make your stomach drop ten stories...I mean, DAMN.
But we're just friends. Really. We play in a trio together, we've known each other for a while, but there aren't any sparks. We're friends.
Anyway.
So we went to this cozy little Italian restaurant just a ways down from the city. There's a girl at the reception desk when we walk in, and right when she looks up and catches sight of my friend, I see her do a double-take, reel a little, and immediately there's this glint in her eye as she not-so-subtlety glances at him like as if she's a depraved chocoholic and he's a mountain of triple-fudge ice cream.
She greets us with a "Good evening, and welcome! I'll seat you as soon as possible" so we sit down and wait. I'm grinning like a lunatic and waiting for it to happen, juussssttt waiting for it to happen, when sure enough, the girl sticks out her hand and "accidentally" knocks over a pile of brochures that were on the counter, sending them scattering across the floor. My friend, ever the concerned, helpful soul, immediately bends down to help the girl pick up the brochures as she spews effusive apologies in his direction. Not surprisingly, she's wearing a blouse, the first two buttons of which are open to expose her ample endowments.
I'm trying my best to keep a straight face throughout all of this. They finally clean up the mess, he smiles and hands her the brochures, she melts a little and blushes, and then a table is ready and she stands up to usher us in with a "Right this way, sir." I giggle some more at the lack of "sir and ma'am", considering that I'm technically his dinner date, but it's more amusing than annoying, so I keep my mouth shut and follow him to the table.
His food comes a good twenty minutes before mine does. At this point, my ribs are hurting with all of the painfully restrained laughter I'm trying to hold in. He cocks his head, looks at me bemusedly, and asks me what's so funny, which sends me into more paroxysms of laughter. Somehow, we get through our meal (the process of eating kind of helped me calm down), and then at the very end, when we are leaving for the night, the girl calls out to my friend and hands him the receipt for the dinner. Scrawled at the bottom is a very large, pink heart.
I crack up again.
He's even more confused this time, but wisely says nothing until we get about five miles away from the restaurant. And then all of a sudden, he turns to me and remarks "You know, you've been laughing the whole entire time, practically. What's so funny?"
So I tell him what was happening, and when I'm through, he has this shell-shocked flabbergasted look on his face, and the next thing that comes out of his mouth is "....Really?!?! I never noticed!!"
I couldn't breathe the whole way home.
Oh, goodness gracious. I thank God for His humor when He created oblivious guys.
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