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Last Sunday, Rachel and I were being lead to our table at Arthur's when I spotted someone in a Syracuse fleece.
"Alright! Go Orange!"
"Huh?" The guy looked down at his shirt. "Oh. Er, right."
"You know," Rachel said as we made our way past the bar, "people kept doing that to me when I wore your t-shirt."
"Well maybe-"
"Hey! Cincinnati Shakespeare Festival!" A pretty blonde woman was walking with her group, towards the exit.
"Huh?" I looked down at my shirt, a fundraiser for the group. It says "Be." on the front and has the famous monologue on the back. "Oh. Right. HEY!"
She smiled as she passed.
"What was that about?"
"She's an actress with the company."
"Alright! Go Orange!"
"Huh?" The guy looked down at his shirt. "Oh. Er, right."
"You know," Rachel said as we made our way past the bar, "people kept doing that to me when I wore your t-shirt."
"Well maybe-"
"Hey! Cincinnati Shakespeare Festival!" A pretty blonde woman was walking with her group, towards the exit.
"Huh?" I looked down at my shirt, a fundraiser for the group. It says "Be." on the front and has the famous monologue on the back. "Oh. Right. HEY!"
She smiled as she passed.
"What was that about?"
"She's an actress with the company."