A Direct Flight To San Francisco

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Snowy lies by the glass door and pretends to be asleep. Monika is still standing beside the same table and speaks with the couple, she means to get their order; the couple glance at the menu but they say nothing; there is a look of indecision on the old lady's face, the old man is calm and smiles, while Monika seems rather nervous and tired.

Finally the lady says, " Do you mind waiting a little longer? I haven't made my mind yet."

A crease forms between Monika's eyes, she glances at her wrist watch, and asks, " Not yet?  Can I help you? -- A cup of tea? "

The lady shakes her head, " I don't like tea -- Can I have some ice-cream instead? "

The man nods, " Sure."

The lady smiles, " I'll take chocolate ice-cream."

The old man grins, " I'm not agree. So, let's play heads or tails. "

Promptly he flips a coin in the air, and when it lies on the table, he shouts, " Oh, Heads-- We'll take strawberry ice-cream. "

The old lady presses her lips together, and stares at the coin, he always wins, and they always eat the same ice-cream.

Monika grins at their clients, " I'm really sorry, but we haven't got any strawberry left. "
The lady's eyes grows big, " Really? " she takes a deep breath and lets out with a loud sigh, " Thanks God. " though the man looks unhappy, he bangs on the table, " Oh, Gee, any strawberry? I can't bear this." Monika giggles and walks away. Just the moment the iPhone rings.

 

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M.T😓