the Peacock 1926

I cannot believe my eyes.  Yes, this is indeed Amanda's son, hand outstretched as he approaches our table, or, more explicitly, approaches Carl. "Hey", he says. "Tristan", says Tommy, "You know these guys, I'm sure. "Carl, yes,"he says, still smiling while they shake hands, "and I think I saw you before too", he adds, looking at me.   "Your name is..." "Christopher.  Yes, you had lunch here with us a couple of weeks ago." And Carl says, "So good to see you man. you are looking great  And these are two friends of Christopher's, Kenny, and Erik" All hands are shook and Carl says, "Your mom said you were working at a grocery store." "The local Save On Foods, but that's just a couple of days a week.  How are the others?" "They're all doing well." "Listen, I better get back and cook your food." "They haven't ordered yet", says Carey, passing him her pen and notepad.  "Listen, I must dash off to powder my nose.  Mind?" "Oh, sure", he says, receiving pen and paper, as she gets up and goes to the back of the diner.