She's back, the Fox, the one who thinks I look like Lyle Lovett, only now she's back as a friend of a staff member, we're all eating dinner and she pulls up a chair beside the owner. There are introductions, the owner's son tells her what a hottie she is and that if it wasn't for the fact that he's a born again Christian and didn't believe in sex outside of marriage she'd be in trouble. There are a dozen people present.
"I've inherited my father's charm, you know" he says, by way of explanation. His father looks distinctly uncomfortable.
***
Walking through and setting up the dining room later I encounter him and a waitress, Fox's friend, in conversation.
"NAMEOFOWNERSSON, I don't want you to talk to me, touch me or come near me, is that understood?"
- "Yeah, but..."
"I mean it"
I feel for him, he's being told in as harsh a way as possible, yet he's not hearing it...he tells me a minute later, unfazed....
"I really like her in a strange sexy-mom kinda way....."
***
The conversations ramble. He wants to know if I think he can "take" his father in an arm wrestle. And he threatens his father with how things will change if and when he takes over the restaurant....his father leans close to me and repeats under his breath ..."I should-a drowned him when he was-a born....If I'd-a only known..."