Almost

“No cigarillos,” Duck said, mumbled and in a terrible Mexican accent. Her date turned away from staring at the waitress’ tits while pretending to ask for a whiskey recommendation to pair with the steak he’d ordered for both of them, and asked if she said something. Then, before she could deny saying anything, he hunched over and hurried to slice and shove too-big pieces of steak in his mouth. Over his shoulder, the waitress thanked her for the interruption, and quickly headed to the woman three tables over, waving her fork in the air.

“What,” he asked, “You not hungry?”

Prompt courtesy of the Daily Post.

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