Café Conversations

I know my meat by name

putmeinthebackseat — Wed, 21 May 2008 00:31:38 +0000

A young man and young woman, late-20s, walking out of Starbucks.

Him: I wonder why they call it Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse.

Her: What do you mean?

Him: Well, it’s not like it’s Ruth and Chris’ Steakhouse. So it’s Ruth’s Steakhouse. Where does the Chris come from?

Her: Maybe they only serve steak made out of the meat of cows named Chris?

He shrugs. They leave the coffee shop.

Cinematic Reality

putmeinthebackseat — Mon, 12 May 2008 00:18:39 +0000

Two eleven or twelve year-olds, waiting for their drinks. Mothers stand a few feet away.

Pre-teen 1: My mom doesn’t let me drink coffee.

Pre-teen 2: Oh, my mom does. She says that anything that’s okay to do in the movies is okay for me to do too.

Pre-teen 1: Cool! Then you can time travel too!

Like the movie poster

putmeinthebackseat — Fri, 02 May 2008 22:19:55 +0000

Two high school students, both waiting in line to buy Jones soda.

Boy 1: So I just watched Iron Man.
Boy 2: Really, how was it?
Boy 1: Good, but it was just an iron suit he was wearing. He didn’t actually turn into iron.
Boy 2: Um, he wasn’t supposed to. It’s all about the suit.
Boy 1: Well that’s just false advertising.

The Other Woman

cafemixer — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:02:15 +0000

Girl: The woman I’m sleeping with I met at a networking event.

Tasty Flesh

putmeinthebackseat — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 16:59:22 +0000

A boy and girl, early teens, look up suddenly from their lattes.

Boy: I wonder if it would be possible to survive solely on human flesh.
Girl: Eew, that’s gross!
Boy: Why? It could be tasty if you do it right.
Girl: But not eating vegetables? That’s just disgusting.

They go on sipping their lattes.

Go to New York

cafemixer — Tue, 22 Apr 2008 18:36:43 +0000

Customer 1: I’m going to New York this weekend.
Customer 2: Make sure you go to Club Marquis.
Customer 1: What’s that like?
Customer 2: $1200 and you will not leave disappointed!

Lattes

cafemixer — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 22:14:02 +0000

Customer: I’d like a quad-shot double soy black and white mocha, please.
Barrista: I’m sorry, what…

Early Margaritas

cafemixer — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 17:08:26 +0000

Blonde Woman: Joe loves margaritas. I never would have thought. He’s such a beer man.
Brunette Woman: We should take him out for a margarita lunch.
Blonde Woman: …and jump him.
Both women laugh. One picks up her cell phone.