Tonight, Elvis went boozing in Williamsburg. This is not notable, save for Elvis went to two places he’s never been. For the High-class portion of the evening, Juliette. They have a roof bar that Elvis and Emma Lee decided was horrible. Absolutely awful and no one should go there ever and it should always stay really empty on gorgeous summer nights so Elvis and Emma Lee can drink glorious glasses of wine in peace. It’s horrendous, really.
Later on, Elvis drank a thigh-sized beer at the Turkey’s Nest. The proprietor boasted that the Nest sold the most Budweiser in Brooklyn. Elvis was impressed, then thought he saw someone named Josh Bauchner. In fact, the red-head in question was named Chris, and he thought Emma Lee was named Rachel. They shook hands, and parted ways. Here is the Big Buck Hunter in the back:
Then two boys named Mike called. Both were ghosts, which disappointed Emma Lee. It’s spring, and she is looking for new leaves to flip over. She pantomimed the motion in the kitchen a number of times before Elvis shrugged, and they went to bed.
