The noodles were delicious, and we finished them within a few minutes.
Bobby smiled and looked at the waitress the whole while.
It was then I noticed that the waitress was rather good-looking.
"Bobby, stay focused. Remember what happened last time."
Bobby's face turned stern when he heard what I had told him.
"Sam, you are such a great conversationalist. Do you know that?", he said and took out a cigarette.
"Well, I don't want you going through it again," I shrugged my shoulders and said.
The waitress, seeing that Bobby was trying to light up a cigarette, took out her lighter and helped him.
"Thanks," Bobby said and looked at me.
He listened and didn't want to engage her further.
I sighed and asked for the bill.
It's a life we chose, and there are prices that we need to pay.
"Bye, thanks for the noodles," Bobby waved and said as we left.
When we stepped out of the noodle shop, we hurriedly walked back towards our hotel.
