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We four, we enter a café known in our city. We look around, noticing that an empty table is more rare to find a toilet for women, without the tail. So we aim

5 people that were on the table now empty glasses and cups, so you do come to their sense of guilt and the desire to get up to go for two tanks at minus 5 degrees under the arcades of the old .

course, they ignore us, we hope that we should go for a walk to minus 5 degrees.

We decided to go away, but one of us notice a small table for two alone, quite alone in a corner.

With the same rapacity of a bird of prey, we sling on that poor table. Two chairs are occupied now, and I'm going to beg some of the other tables remained unoccupied.

We sit, we begin to talk, to scan the menu, chatting, scanning the menu, to chat, to scan the menu ...

We doubt whether the place was DIY, when we see a very sprightly waitress that the modest age of 150 years, wanders among the tables with fair and frown on the air hostess of Goldoni, probably knew him ... Goldoni.

try to attract his attention, raising first one finger in a timid and polite, then all five fingers, then the whole arm and then switch to a reach vast and agitated.

We are noted.

The grandma comes up and asks: "Checklist"

Rapid Exchange eyes and began to order "hot chocolate with whipped cream," two "," an iced tea Lemon "and" whiskey. "

" What whiskey you want? "

"What whiskey do you have? "

" as she wants? "

" I do not know, do not come from the brands ... what have you? "

" But you want that whiskey? "

Our friend with the look we call for help, but my knowledge of whiskey stops at Bayleis .

" Do you have a ; Johnnie Walker? "

" No "

" A Jack Daniel's? "

" No "

" What do you have? "

"What do you want?"

"a Bayleis?"

"no ..."

"I do not come, but what brand of whiskey you here?"

"what she wants?"

"a glass of sparkling water!"

"carried it now!"

begin to ask ourselves the need to call the human rights commission against the exploitation of old shit when stoned and yet he sits next to our table a couple.

The old waitress comes over and asks, "you know?"

"I would like a pistachio ice cream!"

"We do not have the pistachio ..."

"What flavors do you have?"

"What do you want?"

E 'was when we fled from the room, forgetting to pay.