We decided to go out to dinner {which is a conflicting to us since we promised ourselves earlier in the week that we would only eat in since we just got back from an amazing all-inclusive, all-you-can-eat-and-drink beach vacay. which, yes, we definitely took part in the all-you-can-eat-and-drink part. so, we needed to detox}
But anyways, nothing we had bought sounded good. So we decided to hit up our favorite indie, local product pushing, skinny jean short clad waiters, joe-kane-type joint, Brasil, for some amazing hummus and a fig, proscuitto, arugula and parmesan pizza {it. is. the. best.} And the hummus. Don't get us started. Kyle craves this stuff and he doesn't even particularly like hummus.
It's one of those restaurants that you order right when you walk in, get a number and then find a table. It was a nice night out so the patio was calling our name.
{Side note about the table next to us. A couple with a 3 year old toddler, with a mouth full of teeth, waving, saying hi to us..... was still breastfeeding. I mean we know it's still 'okay' at that age for nutrition and maybe some other things like maybe helping the mom feel hipster, but come on. We already see his future unfolding. Momma's boy. Coddled. Fragile. Plus come on mom, that has got to hurt when he's got a full mouth of teeth.}
Back to our main story.
While we're happily eating our hummus this couple walks out on the patio each carrying their own slice of the same sweet dessert {looks like a typical cheesecake with blueberries and strawberries on top}. After they find a seat, which happens to be in our line of vision, the girl gets up to go wash her hands.
After a couple seconds of the girl being gone, we notice him looking at each piece of cake for a long time {shifty eyes, sizing up each piece}. Dude then proceeds to switch them.
From then on, we were wondering why? Was he being selfless or selfish. Here are our scenarios:
Hers was bigger. Simple enough, he's a fatty.
Or maybe he knows she loves strawberries or blueberries, and his original piece had more. So he gave it to her.
Or maybe a fly flew onto his. Which, sorry buddy, jokes still on you. You're still kissing her later.
Or maybe he was proposing and put a ring in one. That one didn't play out though, because we saw them finish. Or maybe she just wasn't that excited.
Or maybe just to see if she noticed.
Or maybe skinny jean short clad touched his piece and he's afraid of his germs.
What scenario do you guys think happened?
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