Eli held the menu while Joe, flipping through the juke box selections, stopped at Johnny Cash’s “Walk the Line.” Eli wore a black patch over one eye.
“Why are you wearing that patch? Detached retina?”
“Nah, conversation starter.”
“Meaning more women will talk to you?”
“If you insist.”
June walked over to take their orders.
“You fellas want coffee?”
“Just coffee,” Joe and Eli answered in unison.
June left.
“Hey, she didn’t ask about your patch.”
“She could be my mother.”
“Like that’s stopped you before.”
“You have serious psychological problems.”
“I’m not wearing a patch I don’t need.”
“Why are you wearing that patch? Detached retina?”
“Nah, conversation starter.”
“Meaning more women will talk to you?”
“If you insist.”
June walked over to take their orders.
“You fellas want coffee?”
“Just coffee,” Joe and Eli answered in unison.
June left.
“Hey, she didn’t ask about your patch.”
“She could be my mother.”
“Like that’s stopped you before.”
“You have serious psychological problems.”
“I’m not wearing a patch I don’t need.”
