So, what did we do? We made only closed-mouth smiles to those we passed on the way out, got in the car, and retrieved our tooth pickers. Now, here's where we differ style-wise.
Me: "Dave, don't do it right here in the parking lot. Wait till we're moving in traffic."
Me: "Those people are eating. They don't need to see that."
Dave: <sighing, and likely rolling his eyes> "You're a considerate tooth picker aren't ya?"
Me: "Why, golly gee...yes I am!"
I beamed with pride and then quickly closed my lips as I hadn't yet had the chance to work on my teeth.
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