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“Can we have a wine list?” Amanda asks as a waitress comes up to our table

“Finally, so her head, she scurries away

“What kind of wine do you drink, Olivia?” Miranda asks me

“Any white, for theas they aren’t oak barreled I prefer steel barreled, so I usually drink pinot grigio or sauvignon blanc”

“No reds?” Amanda asks

“Not usually Sometimes I’ll have a pinot noir with a steak”

“Okay, white it is” The waitress walks back up to the table and hands Amanda a wine list

“What would you suggest?” A me the menu

“What is a really good white wine?” I ask before the waitress can reply, ski over the extensive list There are a lot of French and California wines to choose from, but I’m not familiar with any of them

“Our featured white wine is the Furst Pinot Blanc, a suirls and both have blank looks on their faces It’s like looking at deer caught in headlights Shaking my head, I turn back to the waitress

“We’ll have a bottle of that, thank you”

“Yes, ht out for you,” the waitress says, picking up the wine le blue light shines on a stool set center stage I adjust my seat for a e

An older man co a sip of a water bottle, he looks into the audience “It’s okay I’ve never heard of ives a chuckle and he s up here, so I prepared a few lines Now that I’ve snorted theirls, both with half-smiles on their face and an arched eyebrow

Scanning the crowd, he pins his gaze on Miranda “I’le, unemployed, and have erectile dysfunction If you want to couette, I proret it” Miranda lips twitch into a full shter

He uses our table for his entire act, focusing on Miranda at first, but once she tells hi married to so hard, I can’t breathe Miranda laughs right alongside me, but Amanda bristles, clearly not thrilled with the attention