They came out of the coffee shop with goodies in hand. And they sat at the perfect (light) table and faced the correct direction. It's better to be lucky than good. I was halfway through explaining my intentions when Liz and Hope smiled and began to giggle. They immediately 'got it' and were happy to participate.
Liz said that she had a common name, Elizabeth Ann. I said that Elizabeth is a name that is popular in all generations. The most enduring male name is Michael. She said, “Oh, my brother is Michael.” Like I said...
Hope said that they worked at Owens Fish Camp, which immediately interested me. This is a restaurant. It looks like a fish camp even though is is several blocks from the water. The statue in front is almost famous; it does look real. Liz said that occasionally someone substitutes a real beer, or some other rearrangement. This is sort of like a fraternity house mascot being defaced by rivals.
Owens also interested me because of its reputation for shrimp and grits. My wife loves that. Hope said that they open at 4PM, and by 4:30 there is a line. Liz said that the fried catfish is to die for. When I think of catfish, it's to die from, not for. But Hope said that it is done in a cornmeal batter, and is excellent.
After showing them the images, Liz was clearly disappointed. She didn't want the image so close, she wanted the dress to show more.