At the sound of a familiar voice, Shego lifted her menu in front of her face. "Oh no."
Drakken frowned. "What is it?"
"Ok, don't freak out. It's not a big deal. But remember that guy I dated for like a week when I got turned good?"
"Ms. Go?" Shego looked up from her menu and into the face of one Steve Barkin.
"Heeey … Steve. You, uh, how're you doing?"
Barkin frowned. "Uh, I'm ok. How are you?"
"I'm good. Great. It was great to see you. Bye!" She hoped he'd take the hint and leave. Instead, he asked, "Actually, I kind of feel like it's fate to run into you here after so many years. Would you, uh, would you maybe want to get a drink later?"
"Actually, er, this is my husband, Dr. Drakken." She gestured across the table at Drakken, who waved.
"Oh."
"Yeah. So. Bye!" Barkin left then, and Drakken could barely suppress his laughter. As soon as the other man was out of earshot, he began to cackle, his shoulders shaking and tears coming into his eyes. "Oh, this is hilarious."
"Shut it," Shego growled.