"Yah." Progress.

"Oh, sorry. Chunky Monkey." Matt broke down and began sobbing. Bill looked around. This was facial getting really embarrassing. Where was that girl with the drinks? He girls needed one. He teen felt like everyone in the place watching and truth be told most were. He wanted girls to crawl under the table seventeen. The toughest guy he knew. But he was in too deep now and Matt was too good a friend. "Chunky Monkey?"

"Yaah, it's a flavor."

Bill relaxed a little.

"But she's GONE."

"Chunky Monkey enter was a pet name."

"No. For enter her. She's anything but, she's beautiful, but that's what she had me seventeen call her. "

Bill was wondering where that damned waitress had went. He was wishing he club facial seventeen'd ordered something stronger.