^Ha! Lame title. So corny.^
Lately, he and I have been to Waroeng Steak for too many times. Keep telling each other to be thrifty, but cannot resist the craving for steak. (We need to save money, darling!) And it has been the third time that we got this table number 8. The third time. In a row. Wow! I think we should start referring to it as 'our table', shouldn't we?