A Conversation Between Angels CXXIV

“Hey Harry it’s your golden birthday!”

“Yep, been here as much as I was there.”

“What’s your wish?”

“My wish?”

“Yeah, you know, it’s like a birthday, blow the candles out and all. So what’ll it be, win a big game, be the president…”

“There was this one pastrami sandwich I’d like.”

“Pastrami sandwich! What the heck?”

“It’s not so much the sandwich, but the girl that used to serve them.”