Dean and Angela emerged from the hotel greeted by a warm sunny day.  They found a diner a few blocks from the hotel.

"Now you're talking!  I can smell the grease from here," Angela said smiling.

"I love a woman with an appetite," Dean replied with a wink.

After being seated they placed their orders.  Angela was more of a health nut than Dean, and ordered a spinach omelet with coffee.  Dean ordered his typical lumberjack fare, scrambled eggs, hash browns and sausage.  At least they both agreed on the coffee, although Angela tried to keep the weight off by ordering it black, and Dean loaded his up with cream and sugar.

The waitress brought out the coffee first, and for several moments they were content to look out at the cit...

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