How I Learned To Love Drag Part 8

We took Dave's Mercedes to a nearby restaurant, about 5 minutes from our suburban Burnaby studio.

Being lunch hour, the White Spot was pretty busy.

Even while inside the restaurant, Dave wore a baseball hat and sunglasses to hide his resemblance to Billy Crystal. Dave was a little concerned that some of the patrons might recognize Billy.

I kept on the large white sunhat May had given me. And May's Serengetis fit pretty well.

Nevertheless, I had to admit, there seemed to be a lot of people staring at us while we stood in line. Sporting sunglasses indoors didn't exactly make a person inconspicuous. And since Dave and I were both wearing sweaters on a hot summer day, what was wrong with this picture?

In contrast, May looked lovely in a mint green sundress and Roots sandals. Daniel wore a white polo shirt and khaki pants. Very summery.

We tried to look nonchalant. I kept my mouth shut, nodded my head once in awhile, and let May, Dave and Daniel carry the conversation.

After a short wait, we were escorted to a table at the back. It was kind of in the open, surrounded by other tables, a row away from the windows.

The natural wood décor of the restaurant reflected British Columbia's resource heritage.

"You guys come here often?" I asked in my best Meg Ryan voice.

"Occasionally," replied Daniel as he looked at the colorful plastic laminated menu.

"I guess you aren't familiar with the White Spot chain," wondered May.

"There aren't any in Winnipeg, my home town," I replied nervously. "But I've been to Vancouver before. This kind of reminds me of that Denny's chain, except it's got a classier atmosphere, more of a Canadian feel to it."

"Less truck stop diner," suggested Dave/Billy.

"Yes."

"Winnipeg, eh. Not too many famous Canadian have come out of Winnipeg," commented Dave.

"Not many . . . David Steinberg was a comedian."

"Oh yes, I remember him well. Bugga, bugga!" imitated Dave. "You tend to remember guys with the same name as you."