Part Eight – Untitled Story

“I’m impressed.”

“Well, you should be, Doris. It took a little arm twisting to get these reservations on such short notice.”

“What did you do? If it was illegal, don’t tell me. I do work for the court system, remember?”

“How could I forget? And it wasn’t anything illegal. I just led the owner to, possibly; maybe, think that I know more about the restaurant’s bookkeeping practices than I really do. I flash my badge; shake my head and go, ‘Tsk, tsk, tsk,’ – and poof! – table for two.”