Today, I stopped at a Bagels&Beans after sword practice. Three older ladies were looking at me as I locked my Vespa. I could see them studying the bag that contains my swords, but they didn't dare ask me what was in the bag until I had placed my order at the bar and found a place to sit. When they inquired, I asked them if they had been speculating on the contents of my bag. They had. So I told them that I wouldn't want to spoil their imagination and reveal the true contents. Sometimes, imagination is more satisfying than the truth.
They didn't look satisfied by my answer, though.
They didn't look satisfied by my answer, though.