Harry, Becky and I went out for pizza last Friday night. On the way home, we saw a new business that opened called the Cheesecake Bar.
"You want to stop and check it out?" Harry asked.
"I'm so full, I couldn't eat another thing," I replied righteously.
"Me, too," Becky echoed.
Harry pulled in the parking lot.
As we stood drooling in front of the display counter, the owner, Jen, welcomed us and introduced us to her friend, Death By Chocolate. We were transfixed by its loveliness.