One of the first dozen times we ate at the same coney island, I was trying to catch up on some gossip via text while we were waiting for our food. At that time, I wasn't sure how he felt about phones-at-the-table conduct, so I held my phone in my lap, beneath the table.
After I finished my phone-ing, I looked up to see Mr. Pitt just smiling with his head cocked to one side, staring at me, and ever-so-slightly nodding his head...
"You know...I just really love to see that people your age still take time to pray before meals."
...and as he continued his happy grin and nodded at me in satisfaction, all I could do was smirk back and agree with him.
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