In a train station in France. I’m to accompany two French ladies: a blond and a brunette. We talk in English until I decide to practice my high school French; this goes tolerably well.<\/p>\n
After we buy tickets we stand next to the train-tube awaiting the train. We discuss which city to go to. Without settling upon a destination, we decide to purchase some vittles from the classy delicatessen just to our left in the station.<\/p>\n
The first section, serving meats, served by a male, is strangley cordoned off: the rope holders have been pushed up against the serving glass; I have to step over them to uncomfortably place an order.<\/p>\n
The second section, serving vegetables, served by a brunette, has no such obstacles and is not as crowded. We take our time conferring with one another what to take; the server make suggestions. There a some beautiful fried pepper slices which we take; when the server suggests something else with peppers, I object, because we already have picked some peppers.<\/p>\n
I opt for some baked beans.<\/p>\n
“Oh, no,” cries the server, her personality coming out. She is comparable to Zooey Deschanel with a thinner, less-healthy face.<\/p>\n
“Yes” I insist, jovaly, picking up on the playfulness.<\/p>\n
“You are going to decapitate them,” she says.<\/p>\n
“I think… I think I will eat them all”<\/p>\n
She looks hurt.<\/p>\n
“We are going down to bean town!”<\/p>\n
She pouts, and smiles.<\/p>\n
“I think,” she beams, just realizing this, “I am going to be on the same train as you,” revealing small, unhealthy teeth, which do not take away from her endearing nature.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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