Paper?

It seems to me that Slim and I met about a year ago. As such, given that he experienced a modest success on the gold mart this am, we are sort of recreating our first date. Which is to say, half-price wine night at Fragole. And then maybe some sexual harassment at the hands of a local bartender. Not going for total authenticity,as that would entail my thrusting a grease-stained bag of rugelach into his face so he wouldn't try to kiss me.