in tune

My Darling B must have been receiving the same signals from the mothership I was getting.

She was walking from the car to the ATM as I came out of the office building to meet her this evening. “I’m getting some cash,” she explained, “I’ve been thinking about pizza all day.”

“That’s funny, I’ve got lots of cash on me,” I told her, “I was going to offer to treat you to dinner tonight.”

She wanted to go to The Roman Candle, a pizza place on Willy Street. “Harmony’s got great pizza, but I like Roman Candle’s pizza crust better.” There you go, Harmony. You’re still our favorite tavern, but you need to work on the crust.

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