Ah, reminds me of our old bar "busters". Your could date the ceiling tiles base on their shade of yellow, and walking into the bathroom smelled like somebody threw a cup of stale piss up your nose, but it was a damn good bar. Great wings, cold beer, decent pool tables. The owners sold out, and the big unit is currently being converted and renovated into fancy retail space. My buddies and I always joked they should have had an auctions for those ceiling tiles lol.
Why yes. With such knowledge of the finer dining options in the ritzier sections of upper Charlotte Avenue I can't help thinking you probably keep Grey Poupon in the car.
If that's what she considers flirting I can see why you married her! Why she would agree has me stumped.