No pen but I need to write
Four Mormons, left, eating quietly, closed off–
You know, I shouldn’t be writing, I should live, observe.
Family group at least twelve behind me, left, then couple directly at six.
Busy night tonight, Mexican spot, best in BV–
Employee behind this bar cutting limes–

Hear sizzle of grill in kitchen.
Cooking going on.
I could ask him for a pen but I don’t.
Need to capture everything:
Man by himself, 4 seats down just finished his dinner, was handed check.
Lady waiting for bartender.
The family group leaves, hear ‘bye…bye’, then see hugs.
I stop.. Just observe from here.