We’re at a restaurant. . .

. . .that needs a name to call you when you’re table is ready. I tell the hostess there are two parties. She says that’s fine. I give her the two names and go to the bar to be called. After a short time she calls our party.

“Adcock-Slater party. Adcock-Slater.”

Yes, I know I am juvenile so I don’t need to be reminded.

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