Went to Laser Wolf last night for the first time and found it closed. Javier had described it as a hipster bar, though he looked more like a preppy, straddling his bicycle in the street and wearing a white sweater with thin blue stripes.
We headed to 2nd Street. Javier's bike was already leaned against a sidewalk table by the time I found a parking space, paid the meter, placed the receipt on the dashboard. He brought us two beers.
He asked if I'd been to Jerk Machine over by the bus station. I said I'd heard of it but I'd never been. He said that the perfect first date would be jai alai in Dania Beach, followed by a meal at Jerk Machine, and then a nightcap at Laser Wolf. "If the girl said, 'That was a great night,' you'd know you had a keeper."
