She came over to the table where Missus Seamus_Yo and himself were enjoying repast, having tired of the crowds at the Philadelphia Flower Show. Theme of "Legends of Ireland" had drawn us 140 miles north on the Saturday before the holiday. McGillins Ale House flowed with Bud Light in a shade of green unknown to the Emerald Isle. Why do wannabe pubs think they need to color beer for the occasion? Scares the hell out of you next morning.
"Izzat a Deefty?", she inquired.
Seamus-yo is no shrinking violet, but his auditory acuity is perhaps a bit less than at its peak. He glibly replies, "Huh?"
"The Nikon -- is it a D-50?"
"Oh, the camera. Right!"
"I had a D-50, actually it was my boyfriend's, but he let me use it all the time. It was a great camera. It's gone now. We broke up."
"Oh, that's too bad!"
"Yeah. I sure miss that camera."
