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Hello, this is Montague Restaurant, how can I help you?

Friday?

Of course Vicky. I await your call every week.

You do?

Honestly yes. I've grown far too curious about you.

What's intrigued you?

Well every week you reserve the table and every week you cancel. I'm intrigued.

But you know why.

I know your side, I'm curious about his.

His is rather simple. He doesn't have time for me.

I'm sure that's not all.

That's all I know.

Well I'm going to dig up some dirt.

That is a bad idea, he's a powerful lawyer, he'll find a way to sue you.

I meant I'd ask around not hire a private detective.

Right.

I don't have that sort of income, remember I work at a restaurant.

I'm sorry.

No hard feelings. So how is your Tuesday this week?

What?

Well I think we count as friends now. So I'd like to dive into your personal life.

I'm doing homework.

That's all?

Well I have to pass a history test and it's my worst subject.

What's so hard about it? For you I mean, for me it was all the dates.

Honestly, it's caring about all these dead people. What does their story matter. They died.

But if they did incredible things don't you want to know?

A man invented a glorified weaving machine to make fabric, which is now obsolete.

Oh, that does sound boring.

Thank you for agreeing with me.

What you should do is research!

Excuse me?

Find out a story about him, a silly detail that you find interesting. Then you might remember him better.

... That is an odd way to remember a person.

Really? I do it all the time. Like your grandfather. He would be a faceless rich person to me except that every Thursday he comes in and eats in the kitchen, and he always orders the same thing. Spaghetti. Why spaghetti?

Because my grandma used to make it for him every Thursday.

That's beautiful. And thanks for taking out the mystery, now I just see a grieving old man.

She used to make it all the time because it was what they ate on their first date.

That is so sweet.

He is a sentimental old man.

That's good though. Now I see him as a human being and not an obscure fact.

... Really?

Yes. Before he was just my odd boss, now he is a sweet old man with hidden depths.

... You have a very odd way of looking at things.

Sorry.

No, I like it.

Oh, thank you.

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Did you get my reservation?

I did indeed. It's all written down in words.

That's good.

It is, would be weird to write it in hyrogliphics.

What?

We were talking about history. It slipped in my head. I should go, work phone and all that.

Of course, sorry for taking so much of your time.

No problem, I like talking to you.

Me too.

Bye Vicky.