_____Hoping it's not to late to salvage the night, you flip out your cell phone and try reaching Carla again. This time, the phone is answered on the second ring.
_____"Hello?" Carla's slight southern accent caresses your ears.
_____"Hey Carla, what's going on?"
_____"Oh, hey sweetie. I'm just relaxing."
_____"Do you feel like having a little company?"
_____"Sure."
_____The night is saved! "I'll be over in about 10 minutes."
_____"Actually, I'm starving. Are you downtown?"
_____"Yeah." At the mention of food, your stomach growls. Suddenly, you need to satisfy a different hunger. "Do you want me to pick up something? I'm near a 24 hour deli and Sabrina's Cafe."
_____"No, I was cooped up in my aunt's house all day. I need to get some air. You pick the place, and I'll meet you there."
_____You can get a nice, thick sandwich from Samson's Deli. There is a table or two in the back, but, with dingy yellow walls, its not the most atmospheric/romantic place in the world. Cozy and intimate, Sabrina's Cafe is one of the most popular hang outs in the non-bar going lesbian community. It has a tendency to get crowded though, especially when Black Lesbians Loving Leather (AKA BL3) do a poetry reading.
_____Choices, choices. You can have bad lighting, an Italian cold cut sub, and Carla all to your self or you can have great atmosphere, a mozzarella and sun dried tomato sandwich, and a crowd of horny black lesbians.

Sampson's Deli

Sabrina's Cafe