Because Ruff wanted to visit a game shop that was closing down on the other side of town, we ended up visiting a coffee house that wasn’t our usual one. No names, no pack drill but let’s just say it rhymes with nanchucks.
Anyhoo, we ordered our usual, three caramel lattes with extra cream and a chocolate chip cookie. But the barista wanted to know our names to write on the cups.
I looked at Ellie, and she looked at Ruff and we all thought; let’s just rearrange the following phrase , rag, bull, red, to.
So Ruff, being Ruff, gives his name as Aldebarron Dumbledore. The bloke behind the counter gave him an old fashioned please-go-away-and-lick-a-toilet-bowl kind of look– and I thought I saw his eyelid twitch a bit–but to be fair to the guy, he said that already that morning they’d had Garth Vader, a Drake Malfoy, two Edward Colons, and a Bella Swoon, and it was only half ten. But if we wanted a free coffee there was one going cold on the end of the collection counter because it was ordered by a Val Demort. No one had collected it yet and of course they couldn’t call out the name for obvious reasons.
One nil to the barista, I say!