It was embarassing enough to run into his ex while on a first date with a possible new love interest but sitting there sweating in the cafe with a piece of advice stuck between his teeth and without a toothpick was just a bit too much. When he asked the waiteress for a toothpick she said, sorry but “do to the de-forestation of the rainforest we no longer stock toothpicks.” He figured that asking if they might have a plastic toothpick, would be futile. So, while his date smiled patiently, trying not to inflate an increasingly awkward moment (her own bowels seemed to not appreciate the dairy from the tiramisu they had just shared), he dug with a fork between his two front teeth trying to dislodge the goddamn piece of advice. The piece of advice he knew that when his best-friend had dropped it in his lap should have been ignored or brushed off onto the floor. But his friend had persisted and made him put it in his backpocket, just in case. When the conversation during the date had hit a lull and without thinking it through he had pulled it out. Only to have said adivce get stuck inbetween his two front teeth, right at the moment when they had been sharing the goddamn tiramisu. Strangely enough, the possibility of intercourse hadn’t left either one of their minds the whole time that he dug and she squirmed.
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