Not My Restaurant Not My Bill
Language: en
In the middle of the workday, Brad suddenly jumped up from his cubicle and slapped me on the shoulder. "Hey, Mr. Campbell’s birthday is next week! Since your family owns that high-end seafood place next door, here’s the plan: I’ll put down a hundred bucks, and we’ll all go there to celebrate his birthday! On you!" He started counting off the menu on his fingers. "We’ll need jumbo Maine lobsters, Alaskan king crab, and fresh-caught red snapper. Don't skimp on the appetizers. Keep the beer and wine flowing. Oh, and remember Mr. Campbell has gout, so watch the shellfish on his plate. Put on a…