I went out to lunch with my brother today. Things got interesting.
The Waiter:
*Takes our orders, then looks at us playfully.* "I'll get a candle, it'll be more romantic."
Brother:
"..."
Me:
"I'm not his date, Angelo."
Brother:
"...?..."
Waiter:
*Pauses, raises an eyebrow* "... I... Was wondering if you'd like to get coffee?"
Me:
"Black, two sugars. I'll be upstairs."
Brother:
"???"
Waiter:
*Smiles excitedly*
Me:
*Grinning* "Richard Brook was fake."
Waiter:
"Moriarty was real."
Brother:
*Looking back and forth between us, confused*
Me:
"I believe in Sherlock Holmes!"
Waiter:
"I fight John Watson's war!"
The Waiter and I in unison:
"And we both wait for the day that Holmes will walk back through the door!" *Highfive*
My brother and the rest of the diners:
"..." *Not getting it* "... What...?"
