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“Don't worry. I got this covered. Now, how about the last topic?”
“Oh, surprise or shock, right?”
All of a sudden, the table was surrounded by three young girls, a
young man, the waiter who had seated them and two men with chef
hats. The giggling girls started singing and the male voices joined in.
“Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear
Florence.” They sang and their out-of-tune rendition was finished in a
flourish as the young man took a knee and held his hand up to Florence.
The group clapped and erupted in laughter at the show off final move.
Another man, he too in a chef hat, showed up rolling a cart.
“I hope this will do, ma'am.” He uncovered a series of silver platters
which revealed crepes covered in hot cherries, pancakes, biscuits and
gravy, thick bacon, roasted potatoes and a big pieces of salmon. Gabby
smiled, flicked on some music and started eating. The dining car was
filled with Robert Cray singing and squeezing magnificent notes out of
his guitar.
“I can be the one ...anytime, he sang.
“How in the world did you pull this all off?”
“Well, you see, I got a really good fare today who gave me a pretty
damn good tip. Amazing what some sweet talking and a few hundreds
can do, ain't it?” he said with his mouth half full.
“This is delicious! What a good la...” She caught herself and tried to
cover the slip by putting a big bite in her mouth.
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