Wow, you mean political conversations take place in Washington, D. C.?
Not in a million years would I have expected that.
In other new, the Potomac is wet.
How about Obama’s collusion with the Russians over a burger at Ray’s Hellburger in D.C.? (or nearby)
Now there’s REAL collusion with the Russians!!!
How about Obama being more flexible after the 2012 election?
Now there’s REAL collusion with the Russians!!!
Water is wet. The effluent of the swamp is not water.
As an aside,
I typically typically traveled and ate lunch, and often dinner, in all sorts of restaurants for my whole business career. I can think of a number of them that had ceiling construction that caused sound rebounding so that conversations were carried to another table in odd manners.
One in particular, the Bristol, a seafood restaurant in Overland Park, was notorious for this weird sound ricochet. There was a domed ceiling and you could sit five tables away from another table but both under the edge of this dome and the conversation carried more than if that table was next to you. You could hear criminal problems, outrageous business plans and all sorts of things.