Pastis tres bien

Love impromptu things. After a crazu week nothing beats beer + company. As long as it doesn't include work. Tonight Fab called so we went to Pastis for dinner.

Of course the most gorgeous Coco was there. If there's anything I love more than a friend who has a lovely girlfriend I don't want to know.

Table outside was a tres bien idea. Fab's newly grown beard. Well..

Then Fat Cat called so we went there to play some ping pong. Unfortunately their tables and paddles were all messed up.

What other reason is there when I lost against very average player, Fab. (Rhetorical question).

Then we left. I thought we were going to go out, but nope. Felt very mature not to though, so I'm good.