Rufus and Cynthia sat in the gloomy, dingy wee restaurant enjoying their food and each other’s company. They sat and pretended to be posh and ordered the most posh sounding items from the menu. In truth, it was pretty ordinary food, done up to look posh, but it was yummy. “So... we’re finished here. Movie now?” Rufus asked.“Sure thing, just settle the bill first.”“Oh yeah... Waiter!” Rufus called.“Yes, sir?”“Vlad? Hey, Vl...