Today we went to Taco Bell to celebrate the turning-in of my third major paper. (No word yet on its reception). Anyway, I wanted to try one of those cheesy, crunchy things, since evidently their advertising somehow worked on me.
At the drive-through window the lady handed J.D. our drinks and said in a southern accent:
"Here ya go baby."
J.D. handed me my drink; the lady closed the window, and J.D. took off his hat and looked at himself in the mirror, smoothing down his hair.
I then of course HAD to tease him. "Oh, so some lady at the drive-through calls you 'baby' and you naturally look in the mirror and fix your hair." It was pretty funny.
J.D. was simply taking off his hat, but the timing was superb. We've been wearing around town matching black caps, and when we leave the house we say we're off to burgle something, be it gorditas, dragon treasure, whatever.
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