We were at Luigi’s. It was the evening of a cloudy day. Brian, Dustin, and I were at a round, black table beside a large window. The three of us were having a conversation when a girl walked to our table and put down an acorn, closest to me.
She told me to smash it. She said, “Aren’t you a man?”
I was interested to see how this would play out, but Dustin interjected. He had some seriously stated words for the girl, and she left.
As we were leaving, I saw the girl at the same table as a sleazy-looking guy in his twenties and an even younger girl. The guy gave me a demented smile as I waked past. I probably should have said something to someone in law enforcement. No…I definitely should have said something to someone.