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we just got back from t.g.i. fridays. when we were all seated, our waiter swooped over and sat down in the extra chair and started telling us how pooped he was. my dad asked what he was having, and they started having this whole conversation, but the entire time he was looking at me. hee. when he took our orders and left, my dad looked at my mom and said "we don't get sit-downs when maggie's not here." hee hee hee. he flirted with me the whole time. it was really amusing.