Pg.2

About

Cute cafe in Richmond!

Story

Nhi: Hey, Jason.
Jason: Hey, Nhi.
Nhi: Seems like only yesterday we were in kindy, playing kitchen …
Jason: … and now we own one.
Nhi: Yeah. Pg.2 …
Jason: Interesting name.
Nhi: It has just the right amount of mystique.
Jason: There’s a café, bar, and art gallery attached to the kitchen. I feel that might be important to note.
Nhi: Yep. Contiguous. Unambiguous.
Jason: So you can admire art while stuffing your face and wetting your whistle and getting wired on coffee.
Nhi: Sorry, what? I was too busy checking out the paintings. They are f—king phenomenal.
Jason: The food is fresh and delicious.
Nhi: It is so fresh that the water just beads off it. Well, most of it. The rest we remove with a salad spinner.
Jason: Centripetal force is such a useful force, I find.
Nhi: Totally. Who hasn’t laughed watching children being flung off merry go rounds at the park?
Jason: Hilarious. But back to the delicious food.
Nhi: It is lip-smackingly, finger-lickingly tasty.
Jason: But we’re not suggesting you lick your fingers.
Nhi: Yep. Save that vulgarity for home.
Jason: Or lick your fingers very discreetly and then immediately wash and dry your hands very well.
Nhi: Yes, we are very fussy when it comes to hygiene.
Jason: Natch.
Nhi: It’s for your own good. We care about you.
Jason: That’s right. We’ve lived here for yonks. We’re not cashed-up blow-ins trying to suck the life out of Richmond.
Nhi: Correct. F—k those b—tards.
Jason: Quite. So welcome to Pg.2 everyone.
Nhi: We look forward to seeing you soon.
Jason: We are in aprons, bowing. But you can’t see that.
Nhi: No, I’m curtseying. I’m a lady.