"Of course there's going to be an open bar. Any requests?" He shrugged when Johnny asked about Malcolm. "Obama backtracked on his support of that Mosque downtown the other day. You heard about it?" Honestly, Mark would have been surprised if Johnny had heard of it. Pleasantly surprised, of course, but surprised never the less.
"Yes I will. I'm drinking beer and you're drinking hard alcohol. You weren't better, you just had the advantage of battle-field experience. Bishop to C4." He could sacrifice a pawn without a blink of an eye. Always had to look at the bigger picture in the end. He could see the king; the problem was seeing the twenty three moves he was going to get to it in.
Mark ordered yet another beer when the waitress finally approached their table. He asked for a cheeseburger as well, and ordered a plate of calamari as an appetiser. It happened when he didn't get to eat lunch at work. He rolled his eyes when the young girl, who obviously knew who they both were, turned her flirtatious attentions on Johnny for his order.