When the waiter first told us someone had picked up our check, I didn’t understand him.
“You mean our check is at the counter?”
“No sir, someone paid for it,” he repeated.
“Someone paid for it,” Lori echoed his words to me, slowly enunciating each syllable like she was talking to someone who had difficulty hearing.
The waiter pointed to the booth next to us, as if I needed further clarification: “They did it,” he said.