Goldy was the first to clap, followed by Cal in a bewildered smile, and then someone else from the crowd, and then, to the surprise of both of them, the airport security staff, the cab service, and even people passing by shouted something like whoopee. Getting into one of Goldy"s cars, the first thing Cal did was to put on his sunglasses that were on the dashboard, push the seat back as far as it would go, lower the back, throw his feet up away, and the guys drove off, leaving long evidence of their presence on the pavement. Upon arrival at Goldy"s property, Cal hurried to clean himself up and sit down at a table full of all sorts of sea food, drinks and sweets to enjoy them in the company of his good friend.
- Well, sit down at last, or the food will soon turn into illiquid. Ha-ha.
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