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Joe stretched and yawned. He had slept soundly. He looked over at the adjoining bed. Of course, Frank was gone.
"Why can't he just take a vacation and sleep in for once."
"Because I like to get up early and jog." Joe turned and looked at Frank who was coming out of the bathroom.
"How was it?"
"Great. The morning was very brisk." Frank threw the towel on the foot of the bed. "I'm glad your awake because I am starved."
"What?" Joe pretended to he shocked as he crawled out of bed. "You're actually thinking of your stomach."
"Yeah." Frank said slowly, not sure what Joe was getting at.
"This is a red letter day." Joe pulled a t-shirt over his head. "Your stomach must feel special." Frank rolled his eyes.
"Let's go." He said as he walked toward the door. Joe ran to catch up with Frank.
"Want to slide down the banisters?" Joe asked as they walked toward the elevator. Frank was about to reprimand him when he saw the teasing on Joe's face.
"Very funny, Joe." He laughed. They were both laughing when the walked into the dining room. They sat at the same table that they were at the night before.
"So what do you guys want to drink?" the waitress asked. Her name tag read Brynne
"I would like a coke." Joe said.
"Water for me." Frank replied. He watched at the waitress walked off.
"Is someone star struck?" Joe teased quietly. Frank could feel the heat creeping up his neck.
"No."
"Uh-huh. Sure." Joe watched the waitress as she made her way towards them. "Thank you." Joe said when she sat their drinks down.
"Your welcome." She pulled out a notepad. "What would you two like to eat." Both boys ordered the Breakfast special: Waffles with bacon, eggs, hash browns, and toast on the side.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Joe asked when he realized his brother continued too watch the waitress as she made her way around the room.
"Because she is busy right now." Frank replied. Joe sat bask in his chair and shook his head. I've got this, big bro. ten minutes later, the waitress brought their food.
"Is there anything else I can get you guys?" She asked.
"How about a number?" Joe asked.
"I don't give my number to strange men."
"Well, when do you get off?"
"Joe." Frank hissed.
"I…"
"My brother here needs a date to the mystery ball tonight." Joe said as he pointed a thumb at Frank
"Oh." The waitress breathed. She looked at Frank and smiled. "Since your younger brother is being so sweet, I'd be happy and pleased to go with you." She walked off to attend to another customer.
"Joe?" Frank said painfully.
"See that was super easy." Joe said as he dug into his food. "You never know. Something may come out of this."
"Joe." Frank growled.
"You can thank me later."
