Chatting, Running, Hiding

Between browsing at ArtStage and being stuck in two meetings, lunch was neglected in favor of everything else. So I looked forward to tea with Y and Lil'Missy later in the afternoon, and to eat. By the time I met them, I was really hungry.

Sitting down for tea at a venue I'm comfortable with meant that our requests will be met fast, and with a smile. Importantly, they would always give me the desired corner seat. Today, Lil'Missy piped up her order for a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and it arrived in five minutes, way before Y and my orders were served.

Inevitably, with a little girl in tow, it means that dates with Y would also be a half-playdate. Half, because I'm clearly, an overgrown play-partner by about like...oh...30 years. Eeeeeeeek. I don't know why some people are more attracted to the kid than the adult. Hello, the adult is my friend, not the kid. And I'm always more interested in the adult than the kid. With Lil'Missy talking at full steam now with an extensive range of expressions, thoughts and ideas demanding attention, I'm lucky that there're snatches of time to chat with Y, usually when the little girl is very busy with her food. Hahahahahaha.

Lil'Missy helpfully held the page open as I perused the list of teas. She liked the space and eyed the outdoor patio and boardwalk along the waterfront. Yup, Y and I were dragged out to play hide and seek which involved a lot of running on the little girl's part and for us, a lot of crouching behind pillars and pieces of furniture. A continuous gentle breeze stirred late afternoon till the evening, making it rather pleasant to be outdoors for a bit before the sun set.