Steve uneasily watched as the officer did what looked like breathing exercises. “Jeez, I hope this guy isn’t some professional eater…” Steve thought as he hopelessly watched the officer prematurely eat a burger. The officer glanced at Steve and saw his obvious fear.
“Oh not to worry, this is merely a pre-consumption appetizer.” The officer blushed slightly and chuckled. “I always like to eat something before I eat!” The officer laughed harder while Steve frowned and sighed.
“So what are we going to be eating here?” Steve asked as he sat down, he tried to keep up with the officer’s confident look. He yawned and coolly rested his fists on the table as if he was about to take a nap.
The officer took off his cap and rested it on the bar ledge. “Oh don’t you worry about that princess, I’ve got it all covered!” The officer laughed again and slapped his gut like a drum. Steve looked at the cop suspiciously, he didn’t like the way he was talking to him.
“Alright...” Steve stopped as he looked at the greasy badge pinned to the officer’s breast pocket. “Arnold. Surprise me then.” Steve looked into the officer’s eyes trying to convince him he wasn’t a push-over.
“Confident? You shouldn’t be.” Arnold said. “I’ll just cut to the chase, we’re eating my favorite thing in the world.” Arnold loosened his tie and cleared his throat as he let one word roll of his tongue. “Donuts.”
Steve instantly saw his chances of winning drop. Arnold continued. “Oh donuts, God’s gift to us. We’ll be eating donuts of all sorts! Jelly, Boston Crème, Chocolate, and Vanilla! What ever I want.” Arnold rested he clasped hands on his gut and waited for Steve’s reaction.
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