restart time

Before I restarted time, I took Brad's wallet. He had $200. I kept half and put the other half in Sophie's apron. I then chucked the wallet in the trash. Bridget had no money in her small clutch. "Expect others to pay your way, huh?" I thought. I chucked her clutch in the trash.

I restarted time.

I did not take long for Brad and Bridget to freak. Brad leaped up from the table as did Bridget, but in so doing her dress ripped and fell to the floor. She wore no bra. "Oh my god!" she screamed.

"Fuuuck!" screamed Brad. He ran for the bathroom.

Bridget tried to get her dress, but it was useless. She covered her chest with her arms and ran for the restroom.

After the couple had reached the restroom, I stopped time again. I picked up Brad and dragged him to the alley behind the restaurant. I stripped him to his underwear and tied his hands behind his back with his bow tie. I then picked up Bridget and brought her to the alley. I tied her hands behind her back with a piece of her dress. I left the two facing each other.

I went back to the restaurant and pried the nails out of the floor and tossed them.

I went back to my seat and restarted time.

Sophie came to check on me. "What's with this place?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I guess I wasn't aware Karma was on the menu!" she said with a guilty chuckle.

Just then there was a loud series of farts from the four top. Sophie and I turned to see the four people blushing and holding their stomachs. As if it was choreographed, each pushed their chair back and tried to stand, but their chairs came up with them.

The four cursed and kept farting as they tried to pull themselves free from their chairs.

"Damn, this place is some kind of fucked up," I said.

"This is some weird shit," said Sophie. "Oh, pardon my language."

"It's OK. I think the circumstances allow it."

We watched the comic scene unfold.