After work yesterday I met my friend C for dinner and thrift shopping -- our usual bi-weekly event to catch up with each other. We had just finished dinner and were moving toward the front of the restaurant to leave. C stopped, turned abruptly around and looked me in the eye with a bit of panic in hers. She mouthed "turn around" and proceeded to push me back to our table.

Seated again at our table, she leans over to me to whisper that her ex-boyfriend of seven months just walked into the restaurant with the woman he was cheating with. Tears begin to spring to her eyes as she recalls to me the events of their breakup. Without going into gritty details, let's say it was ugly. I can't figure why she didn't mention it sooner, except that it may still be difficult for her to discuss.

Anyway, our waiter is walking toward our table with a very puzzled look on his face. He begins to ask why we're back when C pulls him into an empty chair and tries to explain. The waiter agrees to let us "hide out" until the cheater and his new woman are seated elsewhere in the restaurant. C and I get lost in discussion regarding the cheater. Not more than a minute or two later, we hear a woman scream from the front of the restaurant immediately followed by a short burst of cursing. Then we hear a man's voice round out the cursing with another blast at "the idiot who spilled the drinks".

I stand up from the table in time to see the cheater and his new woman tear out the door in a blur as our waiter saunters our direction with an empty tray and a wink!