Chapter Six
Wine and
dine
Al took us to a little place about twelve miles from the warehouse. It was a little place, Frank's Breakfast House, if I remember correctly. It was one of those old-timey little diners you find in the shadier parts of big cities. It was pretty spacious; there were plenty of tables and the food smelled pretty good. The fans were turning at a slow speed, and in the background the sound of food frying echoed from the open kitchen. To our luck, they had one table left that would seat eight. We sat down and about two minutes later a middle-aged waitress came to our table. She was beautiful. She had long red hair, beautiful midnight blue scales, and the nicest tail I had ever seen. That's when it hit me, she was my ex- wife.
"Hi, my name is Candy, I'll be your waitress, if there is anything you need just call me," She was chewing on a piece of green gum, her yellow eyes sparkled in the early morning sunlight. She had on a blue apron that had seen better days. At that moment I couldn't even remember my own name, all I could think about was how could I have been so stupid as to let her go, I couldn't remain quiet any longer. Then she looked at me, she looked like she just got slapped in the face.
"Val?" "Is that you?"
"Yeh sweetheart, I" midway into my sentence things went sour.
"Don't you sweetheart me, you pig! Stay out all night doing who knows what, leaving me at home with nobody but a broken heart! How could you do that to me? Huh, answer me!" By now every one at the table was silent, waiting for me to answer.
"Baby I am so sorry, please forgive me. I still love you; please tell me you still love me. Baby I promise I'll be good to you, this is my last job, I promise." I was almost in tears. I tried to hug her, but she pushed me away. Mr. Green was starting to smirk, Randall and Deigo kept quiet, they new what I was going through.
"Shut up Green, you pint-size olive, just shut up, or I'll blow you away right here, I mean it! Right here in this restaurant! Just shut up!" I looked back at Candy, "Please baby, I won't do you wrong ever again I promise. I'll get a job, a house, the one you always wanted. You know, the one with the little fence and the kids playing in the back yard. Please baby I love you, please." I was going to die if she didn't say something to me soon. She had a look in her gorgeous eyes I had never seen before. Then she started balling and fell on my shoulder.
"Oh, Val, I love you too. I forgive you, I didn't want to watch you get killed, I loved you to much to watch, I'm so sorry!" I looked at my little angel and smiled.
"You don't have to be sorry, I was wrong, not you. Please, come sit down and have breakfast with us, please." She smiled and sat down next to me. She gave me a little peck on the cheek.
"Hey, Frank eight cups of coffee over here, okay."
"Sure thing Candy. Hay Al, there're on the house! Oh, and how about eight breakfast platters for you and your friends?" Frank, the apparent cook, yelled from over the counter.
Al smiled, "Sure frank, you always were a hospitable host!" everyone laughed at Al's comment.
For the rest of the time at the diner me and Candy caught up on old times and breakfast. Mr. Green was telling what he thought about some song by Blob Dilen and what he thought it was about. Something about drug dealers or some crap like that. I didn't pay him much attention to the over grown bowling ball. Randall and Deigo were fooling around with the old jukebox that stood in the corner. They must have put six bucks in that thing before they figured out it was broken.
Al looked over at me and Candy and smiled, " I want to see a big tip on this table in the next ten seconds or things are going to get ugly, you guys here me?" Everyone started forking over cash from their wallets, Candy just blushed. To my surprise Deigo smiled, opened his wallet and threw eight bucks on the table.
"Any friend of my baby bro is a friend of mine." He smiled. I looked over at him and gritted my teeth, he just smiled even bigger and went over to talk to Randall. After everybody put in on the tip, Candy had at least thirty or forty bucks. I looked over at her and smiled.
"Honey, I want to get back together with you. I love you to much not to," She looked over at me. She pulled her red hair out from in front of her face, she was beautiful.
"I do too, Val." "I don't know what I'd do without you. It gets so lonely at night just knowing that no one's coming home at any hour, I love you and I can't let you go again." Tears welled up in her eyes. She was about to start crying again, I couldn't handle that again.
"Don't worry baby. Listen, I have an idea. Meet me at warehouse number eight down by the docks in two and a half hours. Get all you stuff packed. Use the tip for a taxi fare and I'll take care of the rest." She looked at me smiling, "One last job," she asked. I nodded. "one last job."
"Okay, I'll be there, baby." She giggled. We held each other close, I ran two of my hands through her soft red hair, and the other two hugging her. She held on to me and we kissed. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity before al spoke up.
"Come on Romeo, you'll have plenty of time for that later, now come on." He smiled. "Goodbye ma'am." He said in his most gentlemanlike manner.
As I walked through the door to the cars I looked back one last time and called to her, "I love you!" She answered back.
"I love you too!"
Al took us to a little place about twelve miles from the warehouse. It was a little place, Frank's Breakfast House, if I remember correctly. It was one of those old-timey little diners you find in the shadier parts of big cities. It was pretty spacious; there were plenty of tables and the food smelled pretty good. The fans were turning at a slow speed, and in the background the sound of food frying echoed from the open kitchen. To our luck, they had one table left that would seat eight. We sat down and about two minutes later a middle-aged waitress came to our table. She was beautiful. She had long red hair, beautiful midnight blue scales, and the nicest tail I had ever seen. That's when it hit me, she was my ex- wife.
"Hi, my name is Candy, I'll be your waitress, if there is anything you need just call me," She was chewing on a piece of green gum, her yellow eyes sparkled in the early morning sunlight. She had on a blue apron that had seen better days. At that moment I couldn't even remember my own name, all I could think about was how could I have been so stupid as to let her go, I couldn't remain quiet any longer. Then she looked at me, she looked like she just got slapped in the face.
"Val?" "Is that you?"
"Yeh sweetheart, I" midway into my sentence things went sour.
"Don't you sweetheart me, you pig! Stay out all night doing who knows what, leaving me at home with nobody but a broken heart! How could you do that to me? Huh, answer me!" By now every one at the table was silent, waiting for me to answer.
"Baby I am so sorry, please forgive me. I still love you; please tell me you still love me. Baby I promise I'll be good to you, this is my last job, I promise." I was almost in tears. I tried to hug her, but she pushed me away. Mr. Green was starting to smirk, Randall and Deigo kept quiet, they new what I was going through.
"Shut up Green, you pint-size olive, just shut up, or I'll blow you away right here, I mean it! Right here in this restaurant! Just shut up!" I looked back at Candy, "Please baby, I won't do you wrong ever again I promise. I'll get a job, a house, the one you always wanted. You know, the one with the little fence and the kids playing in the back yard. Please baby I love you, please." I was going to die if she didn't say something to me soon. She had a look in her gorgeous eyes I had never seen before. Then she started balling and fell on my shoulder.
"Oh, Val, I love you too. I forgive you, I didn't want to watch you get killed, I loved you to much to watch, I'm so sorry!" I looked at my little angel and smiled.
"You don't have to be sorry, I was wrong, not you. Please, come sit down and have breakfast with us, please." She smiled and sat down next to me. She gave me a little peck on the cheek.
"Hey, Frank eight cups of coffee over here, okay."
"Sure thing Candy. Hay Al, there're on the house! Oh, and how about eight breakfast platters for you and your friends?" Frank, the apparent cook, yelled from over the counter.
Al smiled, "Sure frank, you always were a hospitable host!" everyone laughed at Al's comment.
For the rest of the time at the diner me and Candy caught up on old times and breakfast. Mr. Green was telling what he thought about some song by Blob Dilen and what he thought it was about. Something about drug dealers or some crap like that. I didn't pay him much attention to the over grown bowling ball. Randall and Deigo were fooling around with the old jukebox that stood in the corner. They must have put six bucks in that thing before they figured out it was broken.
Al looked over at me and Candy and smiled, " I want to see a big tip on this table in the next ten seconds or things are going to get ugly, you guys here me?" Everyone started forking over cash from their wallets, Candy just blushed. To my surprise Deigo smiled, opened his wallet and threw eight bucks on the table.
"Any friend of my baby bro is a friend of mine." He smiled. I looked over at him and gritted my teeth, he just smiled even bigger and went over to talk to Randall. After everybody put in on the tip, Candy had at least thirty or forty bucks. I looked over at her and smiled.
"Honey, I want to get back together with you. I love you to much not to," She looked over at me. She pulled her red hair out from in front of her face, she was beautiful.
"I do too, Val." "I don't know what I'd do without you. It gets so lonely at night just knowing that no one's coming home at any hour, I love you and I can't let you go again." Tears welled up in her eyes. She was about to start crying again, I couldn't handle that again.
"Don't worry baby. Listen, I have an idea. Meet me at warehouse number eight down by the docks in two and a half hours. Get all you stuff packed. Use the tip for a taxi fare and I'll take care of the rest." She looked at me smiling, "One last job," she asked. I nodded. "one last job."
"Okay, I'll be there, baby." She giggled. We held each other close, I ran two of my hands through her soft red hair, and the other two hugging her. She held on to me and we kissed. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity before al spoke up.
"Come on Romeo, you'll have plenty of time for that later, now come on." He smiled. "Goodbye ma'am." He said in his most gentlemanlike manner.
As I walked through the door to the cars I looked back one last time and called to her, "I love you!" She answered back.
"I love you too!"