EMORY ON NOTICE

Last night Stavros and I had dinner at the Emory and a completely different waitress from the earlier "split check" incident SPLIT OUR CHECK. I thought Stavros was going to punch her for a minute. What is the problem, Emory? We were together in the same booth, no one else present this time...we even shared the goddamned fries! Is it not enough that you insult us with your horrible jukebox and the hidden surcharge on your fake A1? Now you suggest that our couplehood is repeatedly in doubt? You're on notice, Emory. Please note the fate of Cafe Muse.