SOLO
The latest jams kicked out over the sound system, oddly out of place dance tracks in the empty confines of the restaurant.
He had placed his order a few minutes before and had a cool bottle of Tsing Tao before him. He took a slow sip and examined the label. Brewed and bottled in China; an anomaly amongst import beers these days. Sapporo, one of his favorites, was actually brewed and bottled by the Sleeman Brewing Company. A sign of the times to be sure.
He was feeling a little lonely on this particular night, but not all that anxious for company either. It was nice being alone, sitting in this restaurant with just the staff.
He could smell his meal cooking in the kitchen, a curry chicken dish. It smelled promising, with just the right amount of heat. His mouth was watering already.
One day soon, he would bring a date here, but for now he was content just having a little time to himself.
His waitress entered the dining area, a sizzling plate of curry chicken in her hands. He greeted her with a warm smile, and thanked her for the food.
This night was just what he needed.
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