the air of
ng the d
ords of hi
poised themselves reverently at his shoulders,
waiting the revelation of his order. "W
e'll begin ..." Dink began.
like a lobster
," Orison said.
"I'd not advise lobster," Dink said thoughtfully. "I'm afraid that lobste
r won't agree with you this evening."
"Dink, lobster is what I want," Orison insisted. "H
aven't you heard of the Nineteenth Amendment?"
"Very well, feminist," Dink said. He turne
d to the waiter at his right. "The lady wi
ll have a lobster." He turned to the left. "As for me, a