memories i want to keep from tonight, please:
- the russian waitress is going around and asking all the people at our table whether they'd like more drink. she leans towards windy's left shoulder and asks very quietly. windy, allegedly thinking it was me, swivels his head - very slowly - with the most contemptuous exaggerated expression i think i have ever seen. taken aback, the waitress assumes this means 'no'. i'm laughing uncontrollably while windy tries to redeem himself - unsuccessfully.
best moment of my LIFE.
- trini in the lift. tried so hard to hold the awkward laughter in. failed heinously. even the french people next to us were trying not to laugh.
- portkey bins.
- half-reactions.
- windy was convinced the moon rising over the opera house was far too orange, and rising far too quickly, to be the moon. in fact, it was entirely more rational to conclude that it was a meteor hurtling towards earth and the doom of humanity. 'that would suck if it were a meteor'.
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