In yester-year, when an honorary member of the Bro's of the Round Table became acquainted with a lady, and courted her in the finest eatery's of their time, if getting some booty was on the cards that night, coin would be assured.
Bro: I'm taking Wonda out tonight...
Bro's of the Round Table: Where you takin' this girl?
Bro: Taco Bell Bro's of the Round Table: Taco Bell? Coin is assured.
Hym “Assume? It’s not an assumption. It’s an inference. I’m seeing action and inferring meaning. Which is what I should be doing. Should I, instead, ignore incongruence between action and speech? I think not. I don’t think I will. I’m not going to let you do this. I don’t have to so I’m not going to. There’s nothing more to negotiate.”