Summer 1984. A friend and I began cordially to coverse between ourselves in regard to the Scriptures and the Christian Faith. We were sitting at a bar in Ann Arbor, MI, The Kings Arm Pub. As I recall we were the only ones there. We were asked to leave.
The king for whose arm the pub is named is obviously not the King of kings and Lord of lords.
That means someone heard the message.
Good job!