Thirty-TwoSatisfying a newly-acquired addiction for the food at the Jambalaya Restaurant, Michael places his order for grillades - round steaks of beef braised in a sauce of onions, green peppers, celery, tomatoes and garlic, then steps into the phone booth to call Celia.
“Well, you sound a lot better today,” he tells her. “I'm not sure I'll be by. I have a mission that will take me the better part of the day.”
Celia reclines in bed as she talks on a white and gold Victorian style phone. “A mission? Sounds mysterious. Is she pretty?”
“Wise guy. Now I know you're getting better. Listen, you rest today. No heroics. Let the nurse earn her keep. I'll call you when I get back, but it might be pretty late.”
Outside the phone booth, the waitress motions to Michael with the coffeepot; Michael
