The Adventures of Doctor Abby Normal, The Basement Diaries

The Courtship of Abby's Mother, Part 2

"Bela, they do not have coffee."

"Heh?"

"You know that I need coffee."

"You have a problem."

"You are in city with no sleep."

"City that never sleeps."

"If your father was here..."

"If he was-" She wasn't, he had been day dreaming again.

"Bela, you said that you'd be out of town."

"I got back early," he was a regular at Budapest Cafe. "Do you have the Veal Goulash?"

"Of course we do," perhaps there was a plate left, it went fast. "The Dobos Torte is also going fast." 

"I don't know if I'm that hungry."

"You can order it to go."

"One Dobos Torte to go."

"Is that a new Palinka?"

"We ran out of Pear, it is Apricot."

"One Apricot Palinka and two waters please."

"Mineral or tap?"

"Tap." Palinka killed germs.

"I'll come back eventually with a beverage." It was a busy night

Bela checked his watch, no security alerts. 

"Jo estet."

"Who?" The tourist looked behind himself.

"Good evening."

"I told you that it wasn't like Spanish." A woman with head scarf...she was just protecting her hair.

"Do you have English menus?"

"No, we hate American customers."

"Well." Oh, he was being sarcastic.

"We don't have to be able to pronounce it to order it?"

"Look, salad!"

"No," there was a Pizza shop down the street though if they got scared. "We have wine."

"Yay, wine." These were also..."Red wine."

"Don't tell them Hungarians are technically Asian," Bela's liquids were here. "Shall we discuss in Latverian?" Asked the waitress in Latverian.

"They're already confused." Said Bela in Latverian.

"They wouldn't be able to tell the difference," it was hard to tell. "Perhaps we can talk in Romani." She said in Romani.

"Do you want to get fired?" Asked Bela in Romani.

"No."

"It would be funny," said...was that a baby?

"Bela, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, long day." Some guys were looking at Bela funny. "Sorry, we were," he checked his watch. 

"Who are you?"

"Normal, Dr. Normal."

"You look like someone."

"I do," There was only so much DNA in the world.

"Who was that guy?"

"Which guy?"

"He looks like the guy, he killed all those, they killed-"

"Do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?" It was the god damn Balkans.