I walked into the front entrance of a restaurant. James, Chris, and Joel were sitting in a booth and eating breakfast, but I figured that they didn't want to see me. I kept my face turned away from them. Half of this restaurant had tables and booths, and the other half had a counter where you could make orders to go or buy groceries. I waited in line and tried to decide what I wanted. Everyone else in line was a girl. The were two lines, one waiting to get into the other. The way that it was set up, you had to wait until someone moved up, then cut through the second line to get to the back. It was my turn to switch lines, and the girl behind me went at the same time. She cut in front of me, but I didn't really care, and we laughed about it. I still didn't know what I wanted. James, Chris, and Joel said hi to me as they left the restaurant.
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