"Oh yeah this tastes great." Mr.Pruce said enthusiastically eating his steak as Xation sat across from the table not having much of an appetite. "You see this place is great they have all their meat brought in from Bosque county." he went on talking with his mouth full. "There's a family that came from Scotland back when Texas was it's own country, they have the oldest continuous line back to those original Angus they brought over on the boats. Mmmm fresh meat." Mr.Pruce smiled.
"Well that explains the prices." Xation commented, not that prices mattered to him, Mr.Pruce laughed as he gulped down a glass of red wine. "So you are feeling better?"
"Yeah, but the back of my head still hurts but I'll be alright when the swelling goes down."
"Waiter," Xation beckoned the tuxedo clad young man whom he ordered another steak from.
"How would you like that prepared?"
"Raw." Xation said to the startled waiter.
"Raw?" he asked confused by the request.
"Yes, that is what I said now go bring me a raw steak from the kitchen." Xation instructed the waiter who did as he was told and returned in a moment with a thick beautiful cut of expensive beef. Xation took it off the plate and stood up walking over to Mr.Pruce and placed the meat on the swollen red bump on the back of his friends bald head. "There you are my friend, that should take the swelling down."
Mr.Pruce adjusted the steak on his head so it would not slide off and he laughed saying "Look at me sitting in this fine restaurant with of fucking fifty dollar raw piece of meat on my head." he said quite amused.
"Does your head feel better?" Xation asked
"Well.., yeah actually it does, thanks mate." he smiled.
"So what happened at Oliver's this morning?"
"Oh my Christ, you should've been there." Mr.Pruce smiled recalling the events. "So when I came to the lady was kneeling down over me, her eyes all expressive with concern for my well being and Lord let me tell you this bird was fit! Long, tan ,well toned legs. Flowing strawberry blond hair, big green eyes, and she was wearing a short white skirt so as she knelt there I could just see up her skirt ever so slightly." Mr.Pruce said wide eyed as he told his story.
"Who was she?" Xation asked intrigued.
"Oliver's cousin, can't remember her name too busy lookin' at her tits." he laughed "Not to worry we got in and got out with the paintings she was too worried about me. So she hasn't a clue, but.., I think she gave Charles her number, not sure though I was pretty out of it." Mr.Pruce informed Xation as he finished his baked potato. "Xation, you've hardly touched your lunch, I know you are upset but you have to eat, you know keep up your strength."
"Here." Xation said sliding his plate of fillet Mignon and asparagus over to his overweight friend "you eat this, everything tastes like bitter ashes to me." Xation sighed pouring himself another glass of wine.
"Well that explains the prices." Xation commented, not that prices mattered to him, Mr.Pruce laughed as he gulped down a glass of red wine. "So you are feeling better?"
"Yeah, but the back of my head still hurts but I'll be alright when the swelling goes down."
"Waiter," Xation beckoned the tuxedo clad young man whom he ordered another steak from.
"How would you like that prepared?"
"Raw." Xation said to the startled waiter.
"Raw?" he asked confused by the request.
"Yes, that is what I said now go bring me a raw steak from the kitchen." Xation instructed the waiter who did as he was told and returned in a moment with a thick beautiful cut of expensive beef. Xation took it off the plate and stood up walking over to Mr.Pruce and placed the meat on the swollen red bump on the back of his friends bald head. "There you are my friend, that should take the swelling down."
Mr.Pruce adjusted the steak on his head so it would not slide off and he laughed saying "Look at me sitting in this fine restaurant with of fucking fifty dollar raw piece of meat on my head." he said quite amused.
"Does your head feel better?" Xation asked
"Well.., yeah actually it does, thanks mate." he smiled.
"So what happened at Oliver's this morning?"
"Oh my Christ, you should've been there." Mr.Pruce smiled recalling the events. "So when I came to the lady was kneeling down over me, her eyes all expressive with concern for my well being and Lord let me tell you this bird was fit! Long, tan ,well toned legs. Flowing strawberry blond hair, big green eyes, and she was wearing a short white skirt so as she knelt there I could just see up her skirt ever so slightly." Mr.Pruce said wide eyed as he told his story.
"Who was she?" Xation asked intrigued.
"Oliver's cousin, can't remember her name too busy lookin' at her tits." he laughed "Not to worry we got in and got out with the paintings she was too worried about me. So she hasn't a clue, but.., I think she gave Charles her number, not sure though I was pretty out of it." Mr.Pruce informed Xation as he finished his baked potato. "Xation, you've hardly touched your lunch, I know you are upset but you have to eat, you know keep up your strength."
"Here." Xation said sliding his plate of fillet Mignon and asparagus over to his overweight friend "you eat this, everything tastes like bitter ashes to me." Xation sighed pouring himself another glass of wine.
