Yeah, so I went. She looks
at the cards thrown down on
the table, her freaking kid
shrieking behind us, with his
whole hand in his mouth. I
asked her what she saw. The
message. She said, 'Not much.
But are you in love? It says to
me, for your personal message,
'My saltshaker was made for yourshoes.' I said, 'Hmm, ain't that odd to
to you?' She said it would take another
forty bucks for me to find out; the bitch.'