Walking Papers

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Duke's

After hiking up Diamond Head this morning in order to clear some of the booze out of my body, I decided to head down the beach to see if I could find any of the gang from the night before. As I casually walked passed the Sheraton Moana Surfrider, I saw a girl who looked like Maria, but it was hard to tell for sure as she had a pair of the big trendy ladies shades on. So I kept walking, hoping she'd might recognize me and give me a wave. But I got nothing. Maybe she was too shy to say hi. Or maybe it wasn't her at all.

I continued down to the end of the beach and then turned around and headed back. I noticed that a band had just started playing outside on the Patio at Duke's. I stopped in for a bit and listened to a couple of songs. While I doing so I spotted a perfect perch on the other side of the bar.

I walked over to my spot and leaded against the concrete wall. Girls were already dancing, and it was only about 4:30 in the afternoon. Then this amazing Asian woman came strolling across the patio. Everyone stopped to have a look as she walked by, especially the guy standing next to me. As he gawked, she stopped and looked back at him. He then gave her a nod of approval, at which point she turned and continued her slow and deliberate walk off the patio and on to the beach.

"This is looking pretty good," I thought to myself. Suddenly feeling much better, I stopped and asked the cocktail waitress for a Mai Tai. She accommodated my request in short order. It wasn't long before I ordered another.

The band was playing the usually party play list; Jimmy Buffet, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Santana, Van Morrison, etc., and the sun was shining brightly. Eventually an even better spot opened up for me and I made myself at home, downing two more beers in the process. About then the cocktail waitress came by again and asked, "would you like me to close out your tab?"

"No," I said, "I'm good for at least one more."

"Ok," said the waitress.

As I scratched my head wondering why she would ask me that, I heard the band thanking the crowd and their set ended. The the Duke's crew swooped in and started breaking down the band's gear. Finally I realized there would be no more band when dinner tables started sprouting up on the patio.

I saw the waitress.

"Maybe I will take my tab now," I said. She smiled.

Disappointed the band ended at sunset, I started thinking about Plan B.

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