Chapter Two: Dinner With Destiny
It didn't take Brad long to catch up to Tiffany. "Oh man, I better not let her see me," Brad whispered to himself, before hiding behind one of the shrubs on the Burb's lawn.
Brad watched Tiffany closely as she stood on the corner of the Burb's property, seemingly waiting for something. Five minutes later a taxi cab drove onto the street and Tiffany stepped inside.
"Oh great," Brad thought, "How am I supposed to follow her now?"
Thinking quickly, Brad headed towards the old-fashioned telephone conveniently placed two feet away from him, "I knew this would come in handy someday," he thought before dialing the telephone.
A menu popped up above his head, "Oh no," Brad said aloud, "How am I supposed to know where Tiffany is going?" The operator on the other end of the phone did not sound pleased, so Brad quickly replied, "Downtown," since that was Tiffany's favorite place to go.
A few moments later a taxi cab arrived. Brad quickly ran inside of it. A few loading songs later, Brad arrived at the downtown area. He saw a few friends of his, Mortimer Goth and Bob Newbie, but he was too busy trying to locate his wife to greet them.
Brad Burb ran into the restaurant and began to frantically look around for Tiffany. He finally spotted her at walking into one of the bathrooms near the kitchen.
Brad rushed over to the bathroom, eager to find out what was going on-but to his dismay he popped into someone and soon found himself face to face with Mrs. Crumplebottom!
"Young people these days and their PDA," Mrs. Crumplebottom squawked, her watchful eye on Brad, "In my day we didn't believe in the public-we all knew that it was one big scam."
"Umm, okay," Brad replied finding himself very confused at the words coming out of Mrs. Crumplebottom's mouth. "Well," he quickly added after spotting Tiffany walking out of the bathroom, "You know how much I would love to discuss this topic but I have to be going now." And with that Brad walked towards the back of the restaurant.
"I know she's around here somewhere," Brad whispered to himself while tip-toeing towards the restaurant booths, "I just saw her."
Brad was about to walk over to the fish tank when he spotted Tiffany sitting at one of the corner booths. Brad walked closer to the table, trying to examine her more closely. And that's when he knew something was wrong.
There she was, having the time of her life, eating and laughing with someone. Brad tried to see who it was but Gunther Goth Sr.'s head was blocking his way. "Man," Brad stated quietly, "Who is that guy?"
Brad inched closer to get a better look and that's when he saw him, with his tan jacket and long pants. "Something about him looks strangely familiar," Brad spoke, and that's when it hit him, Brad Burb saw his wife eating dinner with himself!