At 8 we hopped in the SUV and headed towards uptown to pick up Charley, Courtney and Jordan for a night on the town. We started the evening at Nikko, a sushi restaurant in South End. This restaurant is super trendy and really more of a club atmosphere with music bumping and Dj spinning.
We walked in and quickly realized we had entered a cougar den. Now to be fair, not all the women were old enough to be cougars, but they were definitely on the prowl. Courtney and I warned Jordan to stay close for fear that the cougars would try to isolate him from the herd and pounce. We were able to safely navigate through the treacherous bar area to our table without losing him. Little did we know the biggest threat would arrive in the form of our waitress...the Queen cougar.
It started out harmless. A pat on the back to get his attention for his drink order. A playful squeeze on the arm after a joke about her boyfriend being out of town. But then it went downhill. After she gathered up our plates from the first round of sushi, we asked her for another pen to order more. Seeing her hands were full, she gestured to the pen in her waitress pouch around her waist. So I reached over to grab the pen. As I'm reaching she basically makes a 180 degree turn towards Jordan so he can be the one to make a grab for it. Taking one for the team, I basically had to jump out of the booth to get to the pen. No, that wasn't awkward at all. No more than 5 minutes later while Jordan was mid-bite he defied all odds and ended up poking our waitress in the boob with his chopsticks. She just happened to walk around the corner to check on our table at the exact moment his chopsticks were poised in the perfect position for getting to second base...Japanese style. No worries, we all had a good (awkward) laugh until she was out out of earshot and then really had fun with it.
After the antics at dinner we were all in a goofy mood and headed to uptown to go bowling at Strike City. Unfortunately there was a two hour wait to get a lane so we settled for having drinks in the bar area. No more then two minutes after ordering the first round, we all watch in slow motion as a waitress trips and spills a drink all over the back of our birthday boy. It was dark so none of us were sure what exactly had just happened, but as soon as he stands up we realized his shirt was now a nice Merlot color. Nothing like a ruined shirt to liven the mood at your birthday celebration! We did end up getting half off our drinks for the rest of the night and they offered to pay for a replacement shirt, so the evening wasn't ruined.
All in all a fun night on the town. I just wish Courtney didn't have to go back to Texas the next day. The boys are so much more fun to be around when she is there too!
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