Gloria decided she felt hungry, and decided to head to the nearest restaurant at the resort.
On the way, she had to stop and wait for the elevator. As she headed
in to the elevator, she came across an older lady and a middle aged
man with her.
"Hello there dear, how are ya?" the woman asked. " Name's Cecilla,
and this gentleman is Tray."
"How do young lady?"
"I'm just fine. I just got here, and I'm headed for something to eat."
"Well what a coincidence, so are we."
"Let's go together then," Gloria suggested. "By the way, I don't mean
to be nosey, but are you...you know... your normal ages?
"Sweetie, that is the one question you aren't allowed to ask here.
Whatever your age, it is adjustable while you are here. If we meet
after this, we can let each other know though. I can tell you right
now though I'm 66 and Tray here is 55."
"Sorry, I guess I didn't read my brochure well enough," she added, a
bit embarrassed.
"That is okay hon," the woman replied calmly, as they stepped slowly
out of the elevator, as a group of children raced past giggling.
They headed down the hall and before she knew it, Gloria and her new
friends were seated in the restaurant and perusing the menus.
"There are just so many choices," Gloria muttered,as she scanned the
menu carefully.
As she looked up from her menu, Gloria noticed that Cecilla had
already ordered and sat a young girl of thirteen sat there eating
spaghetti and meatballs.
"Hurry up goofy lady," she teased, and started back to eating a
choice meatball."I ordered teen cuisine, but feel free to have
whatever you want," she giggled.
The waiter came over, and Tray ordered the child's plate while Gloria
ordered...